Whack tana

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[Refrain]
I can't switch up, why the fuck would I do that?
In the big black truck, in the back, rollin' up thrax
I'm in the cut, kickin' shit with my slatts
Don't smoke no indica, this sativa in my pack
I can't do your show, unless ya bringing me a stack
Love exotic hoes, yeah, they comin' by the stack
You know how I'm bumin' (Hurr), mm, bitch, blatt
Don't decide to run in here, hmm, you get clapped

[Chorus]
He get clapped, knock his ass right off the map, yeah
FN go blam (Pfft), you get whacked
Servin' them P's out the trap
Thick bitch, sit on my lap
Boujee bitch, she don't got no class
Got them Evisu jeans on my ass (Oh yeah)

[Verse]
She off a tab, I can tell (Oh yeah)
I'm at the top of the scale
Pack touch down through the mail
She give good brain likе she from Yale
I got God on my side, I can't fail
I got grip on my sidе, I can't fail
And we shootin' up yo' shit, better bail (Oh yeah)