[Intro]
(Who put this thing together?)
(1919)
[Chorus]
Kicked the cup (Kicked)
I don't really fuck with the lag (I don't really fuck with the lag)
I don't really fuck with the jet (I don't really fuck with the jet)
Brand-new 'Vette so fast (Fast)
How many times did I surpass? (Uh-huh)
Flex a pound, no, I can't pass (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Feel like Ben, man, I'm geeked off the beans (Pfft)
Why'd you say that? (Bitch), showin' your true colors (Aah)
I'm in [?] (Now)
Put the stick on your brother (Buh, buh, buh, buh, buh, buh)
I'm in the Creek, what's good? (Bee)
Yeah, we back in the hood (Yeah, yeah)
Why you act like you too good? (Buh, buh, buh, buh, buh, buh)
Why you look like that? Uh-huh
[Verse]
ARP gon' pack a punch (Buh, buh, buh, buh, buh, buh)
You know I got lil' Rok with me, bitch
We took molly and Percs
I don't even wanna geek up in front of my bitch (Ah, ah, ah)
Jump right with me, yeah (Yeah)
We wear jeans don't fit me [?]
Hol' up, I'm finna meet with the plug (Yeah)
And he finesse your lil' luck
Yeah, you goin' out sad, that's tough
Why the hoes say I'm mean? That's tough
Woke up, count blue cheese, that's tough
Woke up, count blue cheese, that's tough (Bee, bee)
Bitch can't fuck with me, that's tough (What? What? What?)
Bitch can't fuck with me, that's tough (That's tough, bee, bitch, bitch)
(Who put this thing together?)
(1919)
[Chorus]
Kicked the cup (Kicked)
I don't really fuck with the lag (I don't really fuck with the lag)
I don't really fuck with the jet (I don't really fuck with the jet)
Brand-new 'Vette so fast (Fast)
How many times did I surpass? (Uh-huh)
Flex a pound, no, I can't pass (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Feel like Ben, man, I'm geeked off the beans (Pfft)
Why'd you say that? (Bitch), showin' your true colors (Aah)
I'm in [?] (Now)
Put the stick on your brother (Buh, buh, buh, buh, buh, buh)
I'm in the Creek, what's good? (Bee)
Yeah, we back in the hood (Yeah, yeah)
Why you act like you too good? (Buh, buh, buh, buh, buh, buh)
Why you look like that? Uh-huh
[Verse]
ARP gon' pack a punch (Buh, buh, buh, buh, buh, buh)
You know I got lil' Rok with me, bitch
We took molly and Percs
I don't even wanna geek up in front of my bitch (Ah, ah, ah)
Jump right with me, yeah (Yeah)
We wear jeans don't fit me [?]
Hol' up, I'm finna meet with the plug (Yeah)
And he finesse your lil' luck
Yeah, you goin' out sad, that's tough
Why the hoes say I'm mean? That's tough
Woke up, count blue cheese, that's tough
Woke up, count blue cheese, that's tough (Bee, bee)
Bitch can't fuck with me, that's tough (What? What? What?)
Bitch can't fuck with me, that's tough (That's tough, bee, bitch, bitch)
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