[Verse 1: Joe Moses, RJ & YG]
I don't do relationships, all I do is threesomes
Hunned karrot chain got me lookin' like I'm Jesus
38 sub ad-lib like Jeezy
Don't call niggas bro if my niggas ain't eatin'
(Mustard on the beat, ho)
Talkin' midget on my neck and that wrist look foolish
Niggas ain't turnt, he a turnt up tuna
Better check in when you slide through Cooper
Roll with 4Hunnid niggas, I ain't talkin' 'bout Juvy
Bitch, my lawyer wanna talk about movies
Bitch, you a throw off, you a goofy
Bitch, I would cool off in a jacuzzi
I'm rich off hits, got Blood, got Crips on ten
Bool, man, fuck with my whoopy (Ayy)
We off heads, jumpin' out shootin' (Ayy)
Apartments, after dark troopin'
The homies got juice, sayin', "Bitch, I'm the juice man"
Toucan, different color birds I done flew in
2 grand, hundred thousand dollars on apparel
Skinny jeans, Versace, strawberry like Darryl
50k all year, big G's on my belt
[Chorus: RJ & Joe Moses]
Bitch, stop it, I ain't wearin' no mothafuckin' Robins
Bitch, stop it, big guns, bitch, we don't do no boxin'
Boy, stop, out detailin' everybody you flock with
These niggas goin' through us to get poppin', bitch, stop it
Bitch, stop it, I ain't wearin' no mothafuckin' Robins
Bitch, stop it, big guns, bitch, we don't do no boxin'
Boy, stop, out detailin' everybody you flock with
These niggas goin' through us to get poppin', bitch, stop it
I don't do relationships, all I do is threesomes
Hunned karrot chain got me lookin' like I'm Jesus
38 sub ad-lib like Jeezy
Don't call niggas bro if my niggas ain't eatin'
(Mustard on the beat, ho)
Talkin' midget on my neck and that wrist look foolish
Niggas ain't turnt, he a turnt up tuna
Better check in when you slide through Cooper
Roll with 4Hunnid niggas, I ain't talkin' 'bout Juvy
Bitch, my lawyer wanna talk about movies
Bitch, you a throw off, you a goofy
Bitch, I would cool off in a jacuzzi
I'm rich off hits, got Blood, got Crips on ten
Bool, man, fuck with my whoopy (Ayy)
We off heads, jumpin' out shootin' (Ayy)
Apartments, after dark troopin'
The homies got juice, sayin', "Bitch, I'm the juice man"
Toucan, different color birds I done flew in
2 grand, hundred thousand dollars on apparel
Skinny jeans, Versace, strawberry like Darryl
50k all year, big G's on my belt
[Chorus: RJ & Joe Moses]
Bitch, stop it, I ain't wearin' no mothafuckin' Robins
Bitch, stop it, big guns, bitch, we don't do no boxin'
Boy, stop, out detailin' everybody you flock with
These niggas goin' through us to get poppin', bitch, stop it
Bitch, stop it, I ain't wearin' no mothafuckin' Robins
Bitch, stop it, big guns, bitch, we don't do no boxin'
Boy, stop, out detailin' everybody you flock with
These niggas goin' through us to get poppin', bitch, stop it
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