[Intro]
(Ahem) We up there? (Yuh)
We up there (Brains right there)
And really I don't smoke Juuls, but you know (Yuh)
Turn that bitch up louder (I hit one)
It don't matter - Ahem (Yuh)
(Ahem) Rich gang! (Told her feel my pain like I'm Cris)(Sset)
[Chorus]
Cris what the fuck, bitch
Ridin’ in the Cut—lass
See my DNA I'm dove sent (Sset)
Twin .38s Buss—in' (I do)
Momma kicked me out Strug—glin’ (Uh huh, yeah)
Run in your momma house, bunk, bitch (Let’s get it)
Whenever my opps inside it's up, bitch
Let God be with you if you want it us, bitch (Let's go)(Sset, Sset)
[Verse 1]
VVS, stars equal MC squared (Yeah)
Take a peach—crush—drinkin' syrup, not beer (Facts)
And I ride on—Zod (No homo)
Through the atmosphere (On God)
I don't wanna give 'em bars, but I'm takin' Xanax (Yuh)
Nigga I put you on a lick that you and your crew could come make half a mil (Yuh)
Take seventeen, divide by five—you still get Pi—you niggas need a windowsill
I'ma up the fire on one of these fuck niggas they don't catch my drift (Bow, bow)
Yeah my crew my dogs, you ain't me nigga, Sset rules you know that, yeah (Grr)
I done been a scammer, rapper, trapper (Yuh)
Gun-totin', blasta' (Yuh)
And I bought my—rifle
To encourage you to, strap up (Sset)
Ride foreign, no lapper
Shootout ain't no, dap-up (Grr)
Rose-gold look dapper (Grr)
Lease the house—Casper (Bow)
Snapchat—nympho, baby what's your, info?
Ralph Lauren—trenchcoat, water clear as—crystal
Wifi—lit hoe, hit my line—big Phone
Bamboo—dildo, ran it up—real hoe
Shootin' from the top rope, Hardy from the top rope
I could super kick this big drip and make it hard coat
Got work in Orlando, Griselda with my Blanco (Sset)
White hoe from Glasglow (Grr), fucked her in her asshole (Bap, bap, bap)
(Ahem) We up there? (Yuh)
We up there (Brains right there)
And really I don't smoke Juuls, but you know (Yuh)
Turn that bitch up louder (I hit one)
It don't matter - Ahem (Yuh)
(Ahem) Rich gang! (Told her feel my pain like I'm Cris)(Sset)
[Chorus]
Cris what the fuck, bitch
Ridin’ in the Cut—lass
See my DNA I'm dove sent (Sset)
Twin .38s Buss—in' (I do)
Momma kicked me out Strug—glin’ (Uh huh, yeah)
Run in your momma house, bunk, bitch (Let’s get it)
Whenever my opps inside it's up, bitch
Let God be with you if you want it us, bitch (Let's go)(Sset, Sset)
[Verse 1]
VVS, stars equal MC squared (Yeah)
Take a peach—crush—drinkin' syrup, not beer (Facts)
And I ride on—Zod (No homo)
Through the atmosphere (On God)
I don't wanna give 'em bars, but I'm takin' Xanax (Yuh)
Nigga I put you on a lick that you and your crew could come make half a mil (Yuh)
Take seventeen, divide by five—you still get Pi—you niggas need a windowsill
I'ma up the fire on one of these fuck niggas they don't catch my drift (Bow, bow)
Yeah my crew my dogs, you ain't me nigga, Sset rules you know that, yeah (Grr)
I done been a scammer, rapper, trapper (Yuh)
Gun-totin', blasta' (Yuh)
And I bought my—rifle
To encourage you to, strap up (Sset)
Ride foreign, no lapper
Shootout ain't no, dap-up (Grr)
Rose-gold look dapper (Grr)
Lease the house—Casper (Bow)
Snapchat—nympho, baby what's your, info?
Ralph Lauren—trenchcoat, water clear as—crystal
Wifi—lit hoe, hit my line—big Phone
Bamboo—dildo, ran it up—real hoe
Shootin' from the top rope, Hardy from the top rope
I could super kick this big drip and make it hard coat
Got work in Orlando, Griselda with my Blanco (Sset)
White hoe from Glasglow (Grr), fucked her in her asshole (Bap, bap, bap)
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