[Intro]
Yeah, Yeah
Su Su
Yo
XO thank you, aw yeah

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Lets go, Two tone whip just to match my wrist
Looking like a snack lil bad lil bitch
Poppin out side young nigga feel rich
Its a brand new Glock when I added the switch
You know that this on me I look like a lick
Came out the mud but it turned to a brick
Super bowl carats when I ring my fist
This bitch said she done she still on my dick
Fuck it we lit, I'm going tactical walk wit the stick
Bitch ima boss I ain't taking no shit
Fuck up the street we gon fuck up the city
Reach in my pocket I pull out a 50
I don't got no time for a bitch in her feelings
I will go back to the trap in a minute
Stand over the stove and get to the business I'm leaning the pots [?]
Celine, Birkin, Chanel, She working, She [?], Got motion lil baby she hell
I put my niggas on for real ain't going for nun and we bucking on 12
I cross my fingers like I'm lying but nigga this mob tie shit for real
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