[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah
(Ayy, Deeski, I like this one)
All that friendly-ass shit, nigga can beat it
Fuck wrong with his ass?
(Say, Jesto, this motherfucker trim)
Hahaha
Yeah
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, slatt bitch get shot in his shit for the opp shit
TKey pop that tool with the mopstick
Lil' buddy be slangin' that MAC on some mob shit
Fuck wrong with buddy? He be on some opp shit
Push up on him, nigga say that I'm trippin'
PCF poppin', we stay droppin' hot shit
Blow out his Cutlass, he fuck with this pimpin'
I heard one of these broke-ass niggas dropped salt, get active, the fuck is he sayin'?
Only niggas who ain't went out bad in the city, he mad 'cause we popped at his mans
I done fucked 'round and fucked up my finger tryna get off, can't kill him, we catchin' his mans
Heard lil' buddy a pack and they steppin' for him, catch the rapper, they steppin' again
Haha, be for real
[Verse]
Who the fuck started that Gen shit?
We the originators of the spin shit
Pop out with fully, we miss him, we bend again
Hit him first, try fuck nigga move, we get the new lo', we gon' come through and get it in
Hit his phone, nigga, what you wan' do? He say it's no smoke, why the fuck is you trippin' then?
Hahaha, the fuck, nigga? Come here, yeah
My nigga locked up, he in there Glocked up, I still be thinkin' might split again
YouTube plaque popped up, I'm on some rich-nigga shit, gettin' dividends
Flatbed trunk, take the top off, why the fuck did he think he can spin in this?
Yeah
Yeah
(Ayy, Deeski, I like this one)
All that friendly-ass shit, nigga can beat it
Fuck wrong with his ass?
(Say, Jesto, this motherfucker trim)
Hahaha
Yeah
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, slatt bitch get shot in his shit for the opp shit
TKey pop that tool with the mopstick
Lil' buddy be slangin' that MAC on some mob shit
Fuck wrong with buddy? He be on some opp shit
Push up on him, nigga say that I'm trippin'
PCF poppin', we stay droppin' hot shit
Blow out his Cutlass, he fuck with this pimpin'
I heard one of these broke-ass niggas dropped salt, get active, the fuck is he sayin'?
Only niggas who ain't went out bad in the city, he mad 'cause we popped at his mans
I done fucked 'round and fucked up my finger tryna get off, can't kill him, we catchin' his mans
Heard lil' buddy a pack and they steppin' for him, catch the rapper, they steppin' again
Haha, be for real
[Verse]
Who the fuck started that Gen shit?
We the originators of the spin shit
Pop out with fully, we miss him, we bend again
Hit him first, try fuck nigga move, we get the new lo', we gon' come through and get it in
Hit his phone, nigga, what you wan' do? He say it's no smoke, why the fuck is you trippin' then?
Hahaha, the fuck, nigga? Come here, yeah
My nigga locked up, he in there Glocked up, I still be thinkin' might split again
YouTube plaque popped up, I'm on some rich-nigga shit, gettin' dividends
Flatbed trunk, take the top off, why the fuck did he think he can spin in this?
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