[Intro: Babyfxce E]
Huh, yeah
(Pull that bitch 'round the back)
It's with an X, nigga
(Yeah, tell 'em pull it 'round the back)
Bitch, bitch
Yeah
[Verse 1: Babyfxce E]
Gettin' a striker easy, all you need is a ProPad
Plug it up on the passenger side by the floor mat
Don't even start it up, put it in neutral and let it roll back
And if you wonder how I know, 'cause YouTube, bro, I don't condone that
Rob a nigga that owe me 'til his pockets pay his debt off
Bitch so bad, I took two minutes, I couldn't even get a sweat off
Dog want fair and square, I up the Glock, told him bet was off
I probably sold a couple pills before, but I don't mess with dog
Post a snippet and don't drop it just to mess with y'all
Give lil' bro a couplе dollars to get the extras off
Lеt him fill up in his own blood like some epsom salt
Got head from two bitches at one time, that's an extra thought
And my shit was soft, both of them bitches couldn't even get me up
Parked a stolen car, called big bro to come and pick me up
Why do I do these things and, man, I know this shit gon' get me booked?
Hop out with the switch and he start crying, he know he evened up
My AmEx card just came in, I'm done spendin' money
If I put you on my main mans, then you wasn't really for me
Bro don't never miss, but when he shoot it, it's so ugly
I fell asleep, forgot to hit, I'm like, "Ooh, this bitch so lucky"
This a fully 5.56, bro, you can't shoot that with the button
Grab the K if that bitch jam 'cause it don't do that with them Russians
Know why you ain't got no money? 'Cause you out here clubbin'
Focus on that chicken 'cause your bitch probably out here fuckin'
Huh, yeah
(Pull that bitch 'round the back)
It's with an X, nigga
(Yeah, tell 'em pull it 'round the back)
Bitch, bitch
Yeah
[Verse 1: Babyfxce E]
Gettin' a striker easy, all you need is a ProPad
Plug it up on the passenger side by the floor mat
Don't even start it up, put it in neutral and let it roll back
And if you wonder how I know, 'cause YouTube, bro, I don't condone that
Rob a nigga that owe me 'til his pockets pay his debt off
Bitch so bad, I took two minutes, I couldn't even get a sweat off
Dog want fair and square, I up the Glock, told him bet was off
I probably sold a couple pills before, but I don't mess with dog
Post a snippet and don't drop it just to mess with y'all
Give lil' bro a couplе dollars to get the extras off
Lеt him fill up in his own blood like some epsom salt
Got head from two bitches at one time, that's an extra thought
And my shit was soft, both of them bitches couldn't even get me up
Parked a stolen car, called big bro to come and pick me up
Why do I do these things and, man, I know this shit gon' get me booked?
Hop out with the switch and he start crying, he know he evened up
My AmEx card just came in, I'm done spendin' money
If I put you on my main mans, then you wasn't really for me
Bro don't never miss, but when he shoot it, it's so ugly
I fell asleep, forgot to hit, I'm like, "Ooh, this bitch so lucky"
This a fully 5.56, bro, you can't shoot that with the button
Grab the K if that bitch jam 'cause it don't do that with them Russians
Know why you ain't got no money? 'Cause you out here clubbin'
Focus on that chicken 'cause your bitch probably out here fuckin'
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