[Verse 1: Ice Billion Berg]
Burn it down to the last gram
Pay attention to the task we got at hand
Sliding, it's a habit I got back in
And you know my low key gotta have tints
And I ain't trying to be down with you fuck niggas
I feed 'em with a long spoon you can't trust niggas
Or these hoes either or my young boys schemin
I got your bitch smoking on whatever [?] bring me
Billion Berg on the track rock rockin' and you know that I'ma snap it ain't science bitch it's common sense
I saw some shit and skip the argument
And me scared ain't happen like a infant tryin' to walk with Timbs
And I fuck her with a rhythm when I saw your bitch
She was feignin' my digits before I locked her in
She ain't really into to rap but she made it clap
I fed her good and she shot the favor after that
[Chorus]
Look, and she can get it in no time
Made it back with my niggas I can get her to go down
She wide open like she got hit with a [?]
The place where my feelings used to live is ghost town
So hide your bitch when my clique is in your town
I'm live house party it's some new girls gone wild
Where ladies getting naughty and the weed is so loud
We living life fast and nah we ain't slowing down
Burn it down to the last gram
Pay attention to the task we got at hand
Sliding, it's a habit I got back in
And you know my low key gotta have tints
And I ain't trying to be down with you fuck niggas
I feed 'em with a long spoon you can't trust niggas
Or these hoes either or my young boys schemin
I got your bitch smoking on whatever [?] bring me
Billion Berg on the track rock rockin' and you know that I'ma snap it ain't science bitch it's common sense
I saw some shit and skip the argument
And me scared ain't happen like a infant tryin' to walk with Timbs
And I fuck her with a rhythm when I saw your bitch
She was feignin' my digits before I locked her in
She ain't really into to rap but she made it clap
I fed her good and she shot the favor after that
[Chorus]
Look, and she can get it in no time
Made it back with my niggas I can get her to go down
She wide open like she got hit with a [?]
The place where my feelings used to live is ghost town
So hide your bitch when my clique is in your town
I'm live house party it's some new girls gone wild
Where ladies getting naughty and the weed is so loud
We living life fast and nah we ain't slowing down
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