[Intro]
(Prodigy)
[Chorus]
Off with his head if he owe me money, damn
Had to cut her off, she ain't gettin' nothin' from me, damn
Interior seats cocaine like a bunny, ooh
All my bitches white, all my bitches love me, damn
She know that I'm right, she ain't get nothin' from me (Ooh)
We gon' board this flight, uh, come board this flight
We gon' take off at the night, deep in the night
Mix the codeine with the Sprite, yeah, I think I might
[Verse 1]
Going shopping on me, popping tags on me
Want the drip, got the recipe
Smackin' all these hoes really
Ain't no telling, my niggas all felons
Pull up shootin' shit like March Madness
Damn, walk in the room, I smell real good
Ask me what I'm drinking, baby girl, this mud (Lean)
How you gon' keep up, you ain't got enough
I have my lil' nigga beat you up
Too drunk, baby, I can't even bust
This a Tesla not a Bimmer truck
Sorry, I mean it
My niggas look like demons
You got a strap for no reason
Ball like Gilbert Arenas
We leave a pussy nigga leaking
We gon' pull up, ain't no creepin'
Two hoes in the backseat, they just steady cheesin'
That nigga don't want no beef, I know that boy a vegan
(Prodigy)
[Chorus]
Off with his head if he owe me money, damn
Had to cut her off, she ain't gettin' nothin' from me, damn
Interior seats cocaine like a bunny, ooh
All my bitches white, all my bitches love me, damn
She know that I'm right, she ain't get nothin' from me (Ooh)
We gon' board this flight, uh, come board this flight
We gon' take off at the night, deep in the night
Mix the codeine with the Sprite, yeah, I think I might
[Verse 1]
Going shopping on me, popping tags on me
Want the drip, got the recipe
Smackin' all these hoes really
Ain't no telling, my niggas all felons
Pull up shootin' shit like March Madness
Damn, walk in the room, I smell real good
Ask me what I'm drinking, baby girl, this mud (Lean)
How you gon' keep up, you ain't got enough
I have my lil' nigga beat you up
Too drunk, baby, I can't even bust
This a Tesla not a Bimmer truck
Sorry, I mean it
My niggas look like demons
You got a strap for no reason
Ball like Gilbert Arenas
We leave a pussy nigga leaking
We gon' pull up, ain't no creepin'
Two hoes in the backseat, they just steady cheesin'
That nigga don't want no beef, I know that boy a vegan
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