[Intro: Unknown T & Abra Cadabra]
(Rxckson)
Grrt, baow, baow
(That's Rash, haha)
Hahahaha
(Jackiee)
You know, mm-hmm
[Verse 1: Unknown T & Abra Cadabra]
Thick gyal go body-ody like Dreamgirl
Uck it and deep throat, gyaldem in love my amigos
Beat an airborne juice, so the mash man keep close
The corn come clean looking like Double D'Rose (Grrt, bap, bap)
Fling that corn, keep that on a d-low
Or if it ain't a hand ting, I'ma swing my shank
Whoosh, man chop that like a kilo (Sho)
We got that drop, so the opp got pre-rolled
Whoosh, weren't me, I don't know, that's the G code
Baby girl, whine up, yeah, that's my freak-oh
Bumper come big like my ego
If he don't run when I bang this mash
Then they gonna haffa find doctors like Nemo (Bap, bap, bap, bap)
Lean with it, leave his life on zеro
You don't see the corn come big like Dbo
Spin that, ying that (Grrt)
Drill in my Air Forcе 1's and bin that (Sho)
I ain't got time for no chit-chat
I come from pedal bike days, rambo on my ridgeback (Gang, gang)
Big machine in my hand, and it's full to the brim
We don't hear no click-clack
Straight bap, bap, bap, bap when I click that
Aimin' for death, we don't do no tic-tacs (Listen, baow)
If them man there scream when they hear that bullet
Yo, there's askar, grip the gear then pull it
Bad man love squeeze when I backshot gyal
Make a bitch turn foolish (Mm-hmm)
Bend her back like the back of the wap (Double tap)
Heard her man ain't on 'Gram, that's a mad (Double tap, grrt)
Double tap if they lack (Double tap, grrt)
Yo, these peng tings nicest to jam (Baow, baow)
(Rxckson)
Grrt, baow, baow
(That's Rash, haha)
Hahahaha
(Jackiee)
You know, mm-hmm
[Verse 1: Unknown T & Abra Cadabra]
Thick gyal go body-ody like Dreamgirl
Uck it and deep throat, gyaldem in love my amigos
Beat an airborne juice, so the mash man keep close
The corn come clean looking like Double D'Rose (Grrt, bap, bap)
Fling that corn, keep that on a d-low
Or if it ain't a hand ting, I'ma swing my shank
Whoosh, man chop that like a kilo (Sho)
We got that drop, so the opp got pre-rolled
Whoosh, weren't me, I don't know, that's the G code
Baby girl, whine up, yeah, that's my freak-oh
Bumper come big like my ego
If he don't run when I bang this mash
Then they gonna haffa find doctors like Nemo (Bap, bap, bap, bap)
Lean with it, leave his life on zеro
You don't see the corn come big like Dbo
Spin that, ying that (Grrt)
Drill in my Air Forcе 1's and bin that (Sho)
I ain't got time for no chit-chat
I come from pedal bike days, rambo on my ridgeback (Gang, gang)
Big machine in my hand, and it's full to the brim
We don't hear no click-clack
Straight bap, bap, bap, bap when I click that
Aimin' for death, we don't do no tic-tacs (Listen, baow)
If them man there scream when they hear that bullet
Yo, there's askar, grip the gear then pull it
Bad man love squeeze when I backshot gyal
Make a bitch turn foolish (Mm-hmm)
Bend her back like the back of the wap (Double tap)
Heard her man ain't on 'Gram, that's a mad (Double tap, grrt)
Double tap if they lack (Double tap, grrt)
Yo, these peng tings nicest to jam (Baow, baow)
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