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[Intro]
(X8)

[Verse]
She-e-ells send his body up (Send)
Gang, he just bought out my ba-a-ail, no they can't lock me up
I fiendin' as fuck, I’m geekin' like, “Fuck”, I’m gettin embodied, yeah
He think that he gang, he think that he winnin', like go catch a body some' (Go catch a body some’)
Bitch, I’m in LA with Jssr, we goin’ in Saks and to buy some' (Uh-huh)
I’m wearin' BAPE bitch, I’m on ape shit, I’m gon climb some' (Uh-huh)
I get paid hella bread, to sit on my ass, just rhyme some' (Uh-huh)
She just gave hella head, but I told her “Lil' ho, yo' time up” (Uh-huh)
I know grown bitch, she wan' fuck, but I had to tell her “I’m a minor” (Uh-huh, yeah)
Sippin' on drank, I’m like “Fuck”, and shit really fuckin' my mind up (Uh-huh, yeah)
I get couple niggas fit, I get couple niggas, lined up
This lil' ho, she got me bent, she say “You wan' fuck?”, I’m like “Kinda”
This bitch givin’ head, but she can’t even make up her mind (Uh-huh, yeah)
This bitch really sped, if she really think that I like her
This bitch fin' be dead, cause', I got a gun, not a fighter (Yeah)
Copped shit off the web, but nigga, I’m nothing like spiders (Yeah, Yeah)
Bitch, I do not fuck with spiders (Yeah)
Four-hundred just for the dinner, these niggas cannot relate, eatin' sliders (Huh?)
I see you cuffin' that bitch, I tell my bitch, I’ma liar (Eugh)
Bitch, I been sippin' on green, It’s killin' my liver, my side hurt (Yeah)
Pop X for the day, this shit keep makin' my mind hurt
I’m still lookin' for some drank, I really hope that I go find her (Yeah, uh)
I used to rock with the BAPE, but nigga, I’m wearing designer
Bitch, I do this shit, I’m in this like any survivor (Yeah)
Niggas been big pussy like tiger (Yeah)
Moonrock, it get higher (Uh-huh)
Bro trip on hoes, he said what I want, bitch, I don't want neither
We gotta find us some ho's, 15 on the scope, this lil' bitch a biter
I had to cut off my ho, the lil' bitch she crazy, she scratched up my tires (Why she do that?)
Undercover, I’m wit' Jssr, lil' bitch, that’s my brother (Yeah)
Told that ho', “I need a rubber, not tryna end up like Usher” (Yeah, yeah)
I pop a X just to hover, then I take another, another (Yeah, yeah)
This lil' ho', tell her to “Shutup”, can't fuck wit' no bitch, without color (Yeah, yeah)
I’m finna cream in her shutter, I bust in her mouth like a gusher (Yeah) (Yeah)
GLE, bitch ain' no other, it's white, and it look just like Buster (Bust)
As soon as they up at that limb, like bitch, they gon' up at your mother (Uh huh)
My favorite soda gotta be Fanta, he hittin' that shit make his lung hurt (Fuck)
I’m taking these meds from your Nana, she can't find her shit what a bummer (Damn)
Some niggas can really get canned up, fuck Jakes, nigga ain' no hand out
Ain' no funny shit, just like a stand-up, I’m done bitch, pull your pants up (Yuh)
I’m one nigga, that done ran up, Its some niggas, they be fanned up (Uh)
Ten percs, make her belly dance up, ten murk niggas, thats a ransom
Bad bitch, keep calling me handsome
She just wants money, lil bitch, get your bands up (Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, yeah)
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