Shisha Smoke Booter Bee

[Intro]
Sebz Beats, baby

[Chorus]
Heard there's a motive, come we go (Now)
Pipes in the ride, no shisha smoke (Now)
Wind that window, air out bine, this corn gonna sing like Keyshia Cole (Bap, bap)
Told the mandem leave their phones
We put guys on Google Chrome (Khalas)
Let him run 'til he runs out of breath
Get close with the dotty and squeeze my pole (Baow)
Heard there's a motive, come we go
Pipes in the ride, no shisha smokе
Wind that window, air out bine, this corn gonna sing like Keyshia Colе
Told the mandem leave their phones
We put guys on Google Chrome (Finished)
Let him run 'til he runs out of breath
Get close with the dotty and squeeze my pole (Baow, baow)

[Verse 1]
Step in the five or two, me and GR (Anywhere)
We got waps all over the ends
I dare man try slide where we are (I dare them)
Spin-tings, shotguns, and PR's (Waps)
Get 'round with my rambo, eager
Dip that, twist that, push that deeper
I got bullets for nine millimetres
Now I'm tryna slap one and send him to Jesus (Khalas)
These new plate yutes are eediats (They're washed)
Stop giving man chat
We taped off Bracks, Bradley and Deighton
Backroad step, two rambos creeping (Creep)
He got bored and his bae was screaming (Dumb bitch)
Dumb bitch try swinging her bag
I chopped that slag and left there creasing (Hahahaha)