[Chorus]
(Skrt, skrt, what the fuck?)
I do Percocet but I don’t sip bih' (I don’t sip bih')
Say you gone do some, you ain’t on shit bih' (You ain’t on shit bih')
I get to these bands, check out my fit bih' (My fit bih')
Big Glock, made that lil' boy kickflip (Made ‘em kickflip)
And my pockets blue just like they Crip bih' (Just like they Crip bih')
I‘ma get these bands, I can’t trip bih' (I can’t trip bitch)
[Verse]
I’m gon' get these bands like I can’t trip bitch (I can’t trip bitch)
I’m with T' up in this bitch, we on some different shit (On some different shit)
I just t'd up in this ho, they say I’m super lit
I just t'd up in LA, spend bands on stupid shit
And this ARP gon' bite, it came with cooling kit
Got a bitch up in the bed, she gon' show me tits
Bitch, I’m on these pills like I can never quit
And we could never work, lil' boy you hella mid
And my shooter catch a body like a fuckin' mit
Walk up in this bitch like you know who I’m wit'
I’m with T', he said that I’m the one
Bih' wan' fuck, she wan' have some fun
Bitch, I’m in the trap with hella guns
You tryn' bite my flow, boy, you my son
I just put my dick on her tongue
All up on my dick, boy, you’s a bum
And my fucking palm itching for the funds
And the switch gon' hit some shit, boy, you can’t run
(Skrt, skrt, what the fuck?)
I do Percocet but I don’t sip bih' (I don’t sip bih')
Say you gone do some, you ain’t on shit bih' (You ain’t on shit bih')
I get to these bands, check out my fit bih' (My fit bih')
Big Glock, made that lil' boy kickflip (Made ‘em kickflip)
And my pockets blue just like they Crip bih' (Just like they Crip bih')
I‘ma get these bands, I can’t trip bih' (I can’t trip bitch)
[Verse]
I’m gon' get these bands like I can’t trip bitch (I can’t trip bitch)
I’m with T' up in this bitch, we on some different shit (On some different shit)
I just t'd up in this ho, they say I’m super lit
I just t'd up in LA, spend bands on stupid shit
And this ARP gon' bite, it came with cooling kit
Got a bitch up in the bed, she gon' show me tits
Bitch, I’m on these pills like I can never quit
And we could never work, lil' boy you hella mid
And my shooter catch a body like a fuckin' mit
Walk up in this bitch like you know who I’m wit'
I’m with T', he said that I’m the one
Bih' wan' fuck, she wan' have some fun
Bitch, I’m in the trap with hella guns
You tryn' bite my flow, boy, you my son
I just put my dick on her tongue
All up on my dick, boy, you’s a bum
And my fucking palm itching for the funds
And the switch gon' hit some shit, boy, you can’t run
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