Frontseat Houdini, Lil Gotit & 6ixbuzz

[Intro: Houdini]
Yeah, uh

[Chorus: Houdini]
Bands on bands, ayy
Glocks up in the front seat, oh
Please don't lack, ayy, won't hesitate to let it go
Who that opp? Ayy
He don't with fuck me? Then he gotta go
Who that bitch? Uh
Movin' like a battry ho
Bands on bands, ayy
Glocks up in the front seat, oh
Please don't lack, ayy, won't hesitate to let it go
Who that opp? Ayy
He don't with fuck me? Then he gotta go
Who that bitch? Uh
Movin' like a battry ho'

[Verse 1: Houdini]
Tell me now, what do you want?
I'm in LA where LeBron play
I think I need me a barbie, everyday tell her she gorgeous
Don't got no time to party, I been recording like all day
Told her to stretch like a arm, ayy
I used to trap in my Balmains
223's, 5's, 6, that's on me
Cro caught a body, he vomit
All of the opps are corny, and their music boring
Little lit bitch she horny, run it up in the morning
Run it up in the frontseat
Fill it up in her tummy
She eat it up like a monkey, on a sunday
Corner him with the gunplay
Want all the smoke like 'whooo'
Pull up on your block and look for you
Poppin' up out the car, and they gon' shoot