[Intro: David Shawty]
Yeah, yeah
Aye, I got a Glock in the club
.30 on my dick, hoes on my dick
Ridin' around on a horse, I’m a cowboy, yeehaw
David
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, yuh, aye, aye
[Hook: David Shawty]
Back of the club with my blade
Princess shawty give me face
Flexing alone with no bae
I take these drugs for the pain
I'm in the club feeling dead inside, I'm a zombie
Everybody fake kicking with me, they just copy
If I die tonight, that bitch gon’ say that she want me
I can't let these crazy bitches talking shit bother me
[Verse 1: Yungster Jack]
Back of the club with my blade
I'm blowing smoke like a train
I'm so fucked up I might faint
Pop four milligrams, fly away, yeah
Don't talk to me about all your problems, I'm faded
Blood on my nose, on my shirt, on the pavement
Shawty comin' over, I'ma dig her in the basement
She just got her lips done, she just got a facelift
Wild Wild West, sippin’ tech like I’m David
Christian Dior, that's my muhfuckin’ fragrance
Your girl just texted me, we gon' make arrangements
Blood on her lips, I can muhfuckin' taste it
Yeah, yeah
Aye, I got a Glock in the club
.30 on my dick, hoes on my dick
Ridin' around on a horse, I’m a cowboy, yeehaw
David
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, yuh, aye, aye
[Hook: David Shawty]
Back of the club with my blade
Princess shawty give me face
Flexing alone with no bae
I take these drugs for the pain
I'm in the club feeling dead inside, I'm a zombie
Everybody fake kicking with me, they just copy
If I die tonight, that bitch gon’ say that she want me
I can't let these crazy bitches talking shit bother me
[Verse 1: Yungster Jack]
Back of the club with my blade
I'm blowing smoke like a train
I'm so fucked up I might faint
Pop four milligrams, fly away, yeah
Don't talk to me about all your problems, I'm faded
Blood on my nose, on my shirt, on the pavement
Shawty comin' over, I'ma dig her in the basement
She just got her lips done, she just got a facelift
Wild Wild West, sippin’ tech like I’m David
Christian Dior, that's my muhfuckin’ fragrance
Your girl just texted me, we gon' make arrangements
Blood on her lips, I can muhfuckin' taste it
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