[Intro]
Danny-Danny-Danny Draco on the beat bitch
Yuh
Ayy
Yuh, ayy, yuh, ayy
[Chorus]
I think your bitch like me
Cause I'm so fuckin' icy
Suck a nigga up like a motherfuckin' ice tea
That's why you wanna fight me
Your bitch, she wanna Skype
Your bitch hit my line, talkin' bout being my wifey
But I ain't really with it
Bag, gotta get it
You talkin' out your face but this K gonna quit it
Niggas hella dumb though, I'm chillin' with a bad ho
Had to let her go now that ho hella sad though
[Verse 1]
Yuh, ayy
Racks in the way, let's move it
Yeah, fuck all that talkin' let's do it
Yeah, I see the pay, get to it
Yeah I see the way, influence
I hop on a wave let's cruise it
Yeah I cannot stay with a groupie
Bitch get away like Snoopy, huh
Yeah this your ho that I'm texting
She said she love my sexting
She said I kill her depression
Maybe that's why she obsessin'
I'm sorry that I am the nigga
I make that bitch sing like Trigga
I make your bitch dream bigger, uh
I make your bitch cream, vanilla
I make your bitch scream "Sorry"
Iced out, no hockey
I pulli up in the Rari
Then skrrt off like I'm Carti
I'm sorry that ho is a thottie
But she still gonna top me
Yeah she still give me sloppy
And she still call me papi
Danny-Danny-Danny Draco on the beat bitch
Yuh
Ayy
Yuh, ayy, yuh, ayy
[Chorus]
I think your bitch like me
Cause I'm so fuckin' icy
Suck a nigga up like a motherfuckin' ice tea
That's why you wanna fight me
Your bitch, she wanna Skype
Your bitch hit my line, talkin' bout being my wifey
But I ain't really with it
Bag, gotta get it
You talkin' out your face but this K gonna quit it
Niggas hella dumb though, I'm chillin' with a bad ho
Had to let her go now that ho hella sad though
[Verse 1]
Yuh, ayy
Racks in the way, let's move it
Yeah, fuck all that talkin' let's do it
Yeah, I see the pay, get to it
Yeah I see the way, influence
I hop on a wave let's cruise it
Yeah I cannot stay with a groupie
Bitch get away like Snoopy, huh
Yeah this your ho that I'm texting
She said she love my sexting
She said I kill her depression
Maybe that's why she obsessin'
I'm sorry that I am the nigga
I make that bitch sing like Trigga
I make your bitch dream bigger, uh
I make your bitch cream, vanilla
I make your bitch scream "Sorry"
Iced out, no hockey
I pulli up in the Rari
Then skrrt off like I'm Carti
I'm sorry that ho is a thottie
But she still gonna top me
Yeah she still give me sloppy
And she still call me papi
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