[Chorus]
Hmm
I can't lie, we been them niggas
Might just take yo’ bitch and hit her
Coin toss, we gon' flip her (Haha)
Forty bands, that's for my bricks (Boom, bah)
Say they get money, that shit been a lie
Get close in a rental (Boom, boom), they can’t identify
We the opps, squeeze the Glock
Face shot eat his top
High as hell, been smokin' on this strong, it's like I sleep on top
Bitch been suckin' dick for so damn long until her knees allow (Damn)
We she get hungry, my dick like baloney, all she eat is cock
[Verse]
Fresh from out the feds, bet you test me, bitch, you dead (Come here)
Brand new stick and it came with a drum
Ain't talkin' 'bout chicken, this bitch full of lead (Grrah)
You say it's smoke, and my niggas go dumb
No, I ain’t talkin’ 'bout special ed’
If we hop out the car, don't play or try to run
Bitch, you better have some special legs (Come here)
Yeah, my new bitch a queen and she so mean and she only like me (Phew)
And when she get naked, ain't no question, she look like Bernice
I tell her put her face down, made her stay down when she bitin' the sheets
And tell her, "Eat it all, even my balls, just don’t bite the meat"
Got that bag on me, no trashcan
If it's up, I'm a mad man (Grah)
Sippin' on lean made me move slow, I'm slump, like a fat man
Got a Glock with a beam, better up this bitch and bust
You gon' be like the last man (Grah)
For the love of [?], clapped him on the scene, and pushed his back in
You know that's your ass, boy
You talked too much, you asked for it (Too much, you asked for it)
Smash off in that blue 'Vette
They like, "Who that in that NASCAR?" (Skrrt)
Got a gun, but, you ain't gon' use it
If you don't shoot it, then what you flash it for?
Told my brother to pass me the addy, we smash and dunk on the opps, no backboard
Walk in the mall, I'm buyin' it all
Ain't checkin' no tag, it's fuck the cost
That nigga ain't like that, he lyin' to y'all
If he get caught lackin', we checkin' him off
I'ma get out first, no time to talk
Can't find you, then we stretchin' your dog
Was punchin' on shit behind the wall, know top ain't got no mind at all
Hmm
I can't lie, we been them niggas
Might just take yo’ bitch and hit her
Coin toss, we gon' flip her (Haha)
Forty bands, that's for my bricks (Boom, bah)
Say they get money, that shit been a lie
Get close in a rental (Boom, boom), they can’t identify
We the opps, squeeze the Glock
Face shot eat his top
High as hell, been smokin' on this strong, it's like I sleep on top
Bitch been suckin' dick for so damn long until her knees allow (Damn)
We she get hungry, my dick like baloney, all she eat is cock
[Verse]
Fresh from out the feds, bet you test me, bitch, you dead (Come here)
Brand new stick and it came with a drum
Ain't talkin' 'bout chicken, this bitch full of lead (Grrah)
You say it's smoke, and my niggas go dumb
No, I ain’t talkin’ 'bout special ed’
If we hop out the car, don't play or try to run
Bitch, you better have some special legs (Come here)
Yeah, my new bitch a queen and she so mean and she only like me (Phew)
And when she get naked, ain't no question, she look like Bernice
I tell her put her face down, made her stay down when she bitin' the sheets
And tell her, "Eat it all, even my balls, just don’t bite the meat"
Got that bag on me, no trashcan
If it's up, I'm a mad man (Grah)
Sippin' on lean made me move slow, I'm slump, like a fat man
Got a Glock with a beam, better up this bitch and bust
You gon' be like the last man (Grah)
For the love of [?], clapped him on the scene, and pushed his back in
You know that's your ass, boy
You talked too much, you asked for it (Too much, you asked for it)
Smash off in that blue 'Vette
They like, "Who that in that NASCAR?" (Skrrt)
Got a gun, but, you ain't gon' use it
If you don't shoot it, then what you flash it for?
Told my brother to pass me the addy, we smash and dunk on the opps, no backboard
Walk in the mall, I'm buyin' it all
Ain't checkin' no tag, it's fuck the cost
That nigga ain't like that, he lyin' to y'all
If he get caught lackin', we checkin' him off
I'ma get out first, no time to talk
Can't find you, then we stretchin' your dog
Was punchin' on shit behind the wall, know top ain't got no mind at all
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