Come Clean Eem Triplin

[Intro]
Yeah

[Chorus]
Shawty got that fatty, best believe I'm tryna hit that
My niggas see the bag, then best believe we tryna get that
Fashion nova jeans, man, that ass can't even fit that
I need a nasty bitch who gon' lick that and split that
Ima come clean, I can't sit back, no relaxing
Ima come clean, bitch, I can't lack, pistol packing
My bitch lookin' clean, pussy fantastic, like magic
Bitch, I get the green, I'ma farmer with the damn cabbage

[Verse]
Nigga tryna rob me, pussy nigga, you can have at it
Choppas in the back, fuck a pistol, my shit automatic
Say you fuck my bitch pussy nigga, that shit fraud and cappin'
Nigga, fuck your feelings, you be mad and I be fuckin' laughing
They be busting down for me, let me see you work
I might blow a whole bag just to see lil shorty twerk
I got all these niggas mad, I can tеll that they be hurt
Nigga, yo' bitch call me dad whеn I hit and go berserk
Nigga fuck do you mean? I got racks in these jeans
Try to take anything, you gon' meet the whole thing
I be callin' shawty greedy 'cause she eat the whole thing
And you call that bitch a queen, man you gave that bitch a ring