[Intro]
Ayy, phew, (I'm in New York) phew, (With my twinski), phew (Fuckin' Monica Lewinsky)
I keep stack— stackin' (Damn, Trademark)
I keep— huh, hold on, hold on, hold on
[Verse 1]
Hold on, DJ, spin it back, they need to hear this shit
Twenty deep with twenty racks on me, I'm on some ignorant shit (Woah)
Yeah, she a college ho, that mean that bitch fuck 'round from A to Z
Like, what you mean? Bitch, I'm fresh off the leash, I feel like Freaky T (Woah)
Okay, cool, that shit that you been on, it don't mean shit to me
Like, what you mean, bitch? We got .223, red beam, and ARPs
Like, you ain't gotta go back to the hood, but you can't stay with me
Gave her dick for free, I said, "Lil' baby, get on your hands and knees"
What you need? We got Oxycontin mixed up with LSD (Yeah)
Bitch, ayy, who that is? The man, geeked off in thе party (Geek, geek)
We don't pop no motherfuckin' Xans, I'm geeked out my body (Woo)
Bitch, wе play with motherfuckin' bands, won't catch me at no party
Bitches in the crib, I got bitches in Montana (Woah)
I said turn me up Montana, I said, Tony of Montana
I just skrrt in my Phantom, I said, "Pour up in my Fanta"
We got big Celine, I'm out of state, I'm flyin' with my blammer
[Chorus]
She like, "How it feel? You ain't gain no weight," but I'm fuckin' eatin'
How it feel? Boy, you goin' up, yeah, it's nice to meet me
How it feel? I don't like them niggas, they don't like me neither
I ain't finna politic with niggas, he can't fuck with me (He can't fuck with me), bitch, hold on
Ayy, phew, (I'm in New York) phew, (With my twinski), phew (Fuckin' Monica Lewinsky)
I keep stack— stackin' (Damn, Trademark)
I keep— huh, hold on, hold on, hold on
[Verse 1]
Hold on, DJ, spin it back, they need to hear this shit
Twenty deep with twenty racks on me, I'm on some ignorant shit (Woah)
Yeah, she a college ho, that mean that bitch fuck 'round from A to Z
Like, what you mean? Bitch, I'm fresh off the leash, I feel like Freaky T (Woah)
Okay, cool, that shit that you been on, it don't mean shit to me
Like, what you mean, bitch? We got .223, red beam, and ARPs
Like, you ain't gotta go back to the hood, but you can't stay with me
Gave her dick for free, I said, "Lil' baby, get on your hands and knees"
What you need? We got Oxycontin mixed up with LSD (Yeah)
Bitch, ayy, who that is? The man, geeked off in thе party (Geek, geek)
We don't pop no motherfuckin' Xans, I'm geeked out my body (Woo)
Bitch, wе play with motherfuckin' bands, won't catch me at no party
Bitches in the crib, I got bitches in Montana (Woah)
I said turn me up Montana, I said, Tony of Montana
I just skrrt in my Phantom, I said, "Pour up in my Fanta"
We got big Celine, I'm out of state, I'm flyin' with my blammer
[Chorus]
She like, "How it feel? You ain't gain no weight," but I'm fuckin' eatin'
How it feel? Boy, you goin' up, yeah, it's nice to meet me
How it feel? I don't like them niggas, they don't like me neither
I ain't finna politic with niggas, he can't fuck with me (He can't fuck with me), bitch, hold on
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