Gang Pop Sharc & Pi'erre Bourne

[Intro]
The only thing on the mind of a shark
Is to eat

[Verse 1]
New turban
Doing shiesty, snipe him off the bike
Brown skin, in her birkin feisty, icy brightly
She cling cocky with her tongue and make it mighty tighty
Micro, draco tiny but it's spiking lightning
We been merking shit since sidekicks turn they hats to visors
Cuzzo move like he Al Qaeda, shake the ground in Rikers
She ride dick just like a soldier, know she wasn't frightened
Touch her toes, I bend her over, fuck up her alignment
Skin it out bae, balance pilin', can you Dutty Wine it
I make fireworks and rockets burst in your vagina
It's pitch black, bae, help me guide it once I get inside it
The Benz coupe insane, send that shit to Shutter Island

[Chorus]
Yeah, I leave the telly smelly, I do Xans in the pit
And your mans getting glizzied, put this hand on the glick
She handstand on the cock
Bape camo Glock
Shooter do you more filthy than my Faygo pop
Yeah, them things go pop
Yeah, the gang gon' pop
Yeah, them things go pop
Yeah, the gang gon' pop
Shooter do you more filthy than my Faygo pop
Yeah, them things go pop
Yeah, the gang gon' pop