2 Hand Touch Cash Kidd

[Intro]
(Ayy, JayGotThePlug)
(Suburban Dude)
My nigga Jay
Do got the plug, though

[Chorus]
Yeah, I slide with the killers and scam with the geeks
Flew your bitch to Miami, had sex on the beach
Spent ten on a 'fit, but it's actually free
On stage with big B's like Sesame Street
I got tired of bein' broke, that never was me
She think I'm pressed, I cut her off, it's never that deep
Bitch pussy blew out, eleven to three
My dawg known for leavin' shit, I guess he a tree
I can teach a bitch the game, just bump into me
Call me Craig, got her in the store punchin' the pink
Got the neck from your bitch, I'm stuck to the seat
Bitch, mind your business, don't get whacked tryna jump in this beef

[Verse]
Skrrt, gotta chase this bitch
When they hit they lights, shit, I thought they was tryna race and shit
When I say them poles on us, we ain't takin' pics
See the red light, I still go like IceJJFish
They said thou shalt not steal, let me pray right quick
Doin' fraud, slidin' everywhere like my brakes ain't fixed
Catch a body, take a trip like Tay-K did
Lil' nigga ridin' big wheels, I'm a Bebe Kidd (You see me)
From the block to the yacht, bitch, we up now (Bitch, we up)
Made your bitch drive the boat like Spongebob (Ayy)
Hit one time, switcharoo, let G fuck now (G-Money)
Teletubbies, I be in the field to make my son smile
Keep the money that you owe me, I want blood now
You was just in here rollin', you a thug now?
Ass fat, stomach flat, I like 'em fun-sized
Picked her up and fucked her like Melvin while y'all son cried