[Chorus]
Aye, couple bands that I spent on this fit
Bruce Lee, this choppa got kick
Bad bitch and she thicker than grits
Shootin’ like, look at my gang don’t miss
Hit the target, I won’t never miss
He not gang but that boy is a bitch
IceWater Gang, know I won’t never switch
Empty clip ‘til the choppa start clickin’
Come get your bitch before she end up missin’
We in the streets but we work in the kitchen
These niggas sweet, they really not wit’ it
Aim at your caviar, take off your fitted
Get dirty money and I do the dishes
Can’t trust a bitch so I can’t have a Misses
[Verse]
Fuck on that bit’, no, I ain’t doin’ no missin’
Ice and my watch and my chain and shit
Big B’s on the rims, I’m killin’ ‘еm
I’m in Bel Air wit’ Uncle Phil and ‘nem
Will Smith, choppa gon’ finish ‘еm
Mortal Kombat, we gon’ finish him
Aye, we get the drop on the opp and we smash out, pull on his block and black out
Aye, can’t talk to me unless you gon’ cashout
Ride ‘round wit’ that Nina like Ca$h Out
Buss’ me a juug, you know I’m tryna max out
These niggas broke, they ain’t pullin’ no cash out
Yeah, I was broke but I gotta bag now
No, I’m not Jerry but I got the stackhouse
Yeah, they look at me, yeah, I got ‘em mad now
When I got the Glock, you know it’s a man down
Run to the check in Balenciaga
You proud of me, bitch, buy me some Prada
Ain’t really impressed by shit but the almighty dollar
Jus like school, in the streets, I’ma scholar
Bitch wanna fuck, then give me a holla
Kick the bitch out wit’ the rest of her problems
Talkin’ real tough, get pop like a collar
Know I’m a leader, these bitches gon’ follow
Aye, couple bands that I spent on this fit
Bruce Lee, this choppa got kick
Bad bitch and she thicker than grits
Shootin’ like, look at my gang don’t miss
Hit the target, I won’t never miss
He not gang but that boy is a bitch
IceWater Gang, know I won’t never switch
Empty clip ‘til the choppa start clickin’
Come get your bitch before she end up missin’
We in the streets but we work in the kitchen
These niggas sweet, they really not wit’ it
Aim at your caviar, take off your fitted
Get dirty money and I do the dishes
Can’t trust a bitch so I can’t have a Misses
[Verse]
Fuck on that bit’, no, I ain’t doin’ no missin’
Ice and my watch and my chain and shit
Big B’s on the rims, I’m killin’ ‘еm
I’m in Bel Air wit’ Uncle Phil and ‘nem
Will Smith, choppa gon’ finish ‘еm
Mortal Kombat, we gon’ finish him
Aye, we get the drop on the opp and we smash out, pull on his block and black out
Aye, can’t talk to me unless you gon’ cashout
Ride ‘round wit’ that Nina like Ca$h Out
Buss’ me a juug, you know I’m tryna max out
These niggas broke, they ain’t pullin’ no cash out
Yeah, I was broke but I gotta bag now
No, I’m not Jerry but I got the stackhouse
Yeah, they look at me, yeah, I got ‘em mad now
When I got the Glock, you know it’s a man down
Run to the check in Balenciaga
You proud of me, bitch, buy me some Prada
Ain’t really impressed by shit but the almighty dollar
Jus like school, in the streets, I’ma scholar
Bitch wanna fuck, then give me a holla
Kick the bitch out wit’ the rest of her problems
Talkin’ real tough, get pop like a collar
Know I’m a leader, these bitches gon’ follow
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