[Intro: 3zzy]
(2Raw)
Bitch
[Chorus: 3zzy]
Uh, go and clap somethin'
Ruth Chris mixed with the Wock', I got a fat stomach
Only known for runnin' his mouth, and he's a fast runner
My lil' nigga clutch like Ray Allen, he got a fast jumper
[Verse 1: 3zzy]
Like Nip, bitch, overlap somethin'
Only known for hittin' that road and gettin' fast money
Turn-arounds after turn-arounds, I got the trap jumpin'
Y'all don't really got that spend-it-all-and-get-it-back money
Y'all ain't the ones with glizzies and thirties tryna sack nothin'
FN with the blue tip, bitch, that's a high demand
Don't even roll the window, walk down and high five his ass
Always good in math and the best whipper in science class
Holes in his chest, quickly zip him in a bodybag
Forty bands off EDD, sheesh, I don't know how to act
I don't want nothin' if it ain't chunky with a drum attached
In the alley, leavе him stinkin', 'cause for fades, it ain't none of that
Naw, wе can fight, if I lose, bro slump his ass
Hollow bullets carvin' niggas' head like a pumpkin patch
Need a thick bitch like Blac Chyna, thick ratchet ass
Jimmy Neutron with the drip, bitch, way I up and splash
Hundred niggas with a hundred guns, I ain't gotta blast
Light forty thousand in the sofa, ask my nigga Blxst
Been doin' this shit since fourteen, I got you niggas mad
Even if y'all was drivin', I was walkin', y'all got overlapped
Talkin' beef, pop his granddad so they know it's that
Nigga, yeah, so they know it's that
(2Raw)
Bitch
[Chorus: 3zzy]
Uh, go and clap somethin'
Ruth Chris mixed with the Wock', I got a fat stomach
Only known for runnin' his mouth, and he's a fast runner
My lil' nigga clutch like Ray Allen, he got a fast jumper
[Verse 1: 3zzy]
Like Nip, bitch, overlap somethin'
Only known for hittin' that road and gettin' fast money
Turn-arounds after turn-arounds, I got the trap jumpin'
Y'all don't really got that spend-it-all-and-get-it-back money
Y'all ain't the ones with glizzies and thirties tryna sack nothin'
FN with the blue tip, bitch, that's a high demand
Don't even roll the window, walk down and high five his ass
Always good in math and the best whipper in science class
Holes in his chest, quickly zip him in a bodybag
Forty bands off EDD, sheesh, I don't know how to act
I don't want nothin' if it ain't chunky with a drum attached
In the alley, leavе him stinkin', 'cause for fades, it ain't none of that
Naw, wе can fight, if I lose, bro slump his ass
Hollow bullets carvin' niggas' head like a pumpkin patch
Need a thick bitch like Blac Chyna, thick ratchet ass
Jimmy Neutron with the drip, bitch, way I up and splash
Hundred niggas with a hundred guns, I ain't gotta blast
Light forty thousand in the sofa, ask my nigga Blxst
Been doin' this shit since fourteen, I got you niggas mad
Even if y'all was drivin', I was walkin', y'all got overlapped
Talkin' beef, pop his granddad so they know it's that
Nigga, yeah, so they know it's that
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