​​dub Nettspend

[Intro]
(Ay)
(Ay)
(Ohh—Ahh)
(Ay)

[Verse]
Fuck you
Where yo' ass wanna go to?
Brakin’ down bags
In the trap with the ghost
Ain’t feelin’ her love
Imma pass it to the bros
Fuck up on a model hoe (Uh)
Was taught how to take the loot
Ain’t worried about that shit, you can call me when you want
And I ain’t worried about yo' hoe
Bruh, I ain’t worried about the trust
Cause I know bro goin hold up the trust up and the gun (Uhh—Ooh)
Call my bro, yeah he goin' step
My bro take the Glock from yo' bro (Hol' up)
And my dancing with this bitch with my dick over her (Bitch)
I ain’t tryna fuck cause you lame one, yeah (Yeah)
Fuck boy ain’t even get a dub
I heard they was serving them packs to ya’ loved ones (Yeah)
Serving them packs to ya' loved ones (Yeah—Ooh)
Servin packs to yo' cousin
In the club she goin' love one (Ay)
In all black with gang counting hunnids (Ay)
Bitch