[Intro]
(Damn, Drako, you made this?)
Alright (Lil' Fox, why you so godly, cuz?)
Free my hood, nigga, fuck your hood, nigga
I'm still on the Ave where it's all good, nigga
Tell the opps post they side, we gon' pull up and kill all they ass, nigga (Alright, come on)
For real, alright
[Verse 1]
No, I don't hang with no pussies (You know that), you wanna be gang, you gotta go catch you a body (Okay)
I know that I'm finna be rich, but I still wanna slide, I'm sorry, I just can't stop it (Okay)
The bitch was halfway naked, kicked her right out of the room, bitch, get dressed in the lobby (Okay)
Made the bitch get off the Perc' and pull up her skirt, now we fuckin' like Whitney and Bobby (Okay)
You don't wanna fuck with my opps, that's how you get shot, 'cause killin' them niggas my hobby (For real)
I don't wanna come off cocky, but niggas my sons, whatever I do, thеy copy (The fuck?)
I'm up in the hills countin' a couple of M's with a bad bitch callin' mе papi
I'm shittin' on niggas, that's why most of 'em mad, somebody go get me a potty
I'm havin' my way, nigga, I'll fuck off your pay, whatever I want, I cop it (Okay)
But I'm ready to shoot, Glocks don't come with no safety, and, nigga, I don't gotta cock it
She know not to touch my phone, she ain't gon' be able to eat, so I don't gotta lock it (Her dumb ass)
I'm twistin' and turnin' the bitch, I fucked her so good, I'm treatin' this bitch like a Bop It (Okay)
[Chorus]
She eatin' my dick like steak, I'm callin' her bae, she treatin' my shit like hibachi (Okay, okay, okay)
Bitch, this a brand-new Glock with twenty-two shots, what the fuck I look like boxin'? (Alright)
Bounced out on him, his bitch ass dropped his bag, we caught his dumb ass goin' shoppin' (Alright, bitch ass)
Bitch, this a Trackhawk Jeep in a high-speed chase, what the fuck we look like stoppin'? (Okay, dumbass)
(Damn, Drako, you made this?)
Alright (Lil' Fox, why you so godly, cuz?)
Free my hood, nigga, fuck your hood, nigga
I'm still on the Ave where it's all good, nigga
Tell the opps post they side, we gon' pull up and kill all they ass, nigga (Alright, come on)
For real, alright
[Verse 1]
No, I don't hang with no pussies (You know that), you wanna be gang, you gotta go catch you a body (Okay)
I know that I'm finna be rich, but I still wanna slide, I'm sorry, I just can't stop it (Okay)
The bitch was halfway naked, kicked her right out of the room, bitch, get dressed in the lobby (Okay)
Made the bitch get off the Perc' and pull up her skirt, now we fuckin' like Whitney and Bobby (Okay)
You don't wanna fuck with my opps, that's how you get shot, 'cause killin' them niggas my hobby (For real)
I don't wanna come off cocky, but niggas my sons, whatever I do, thеy copy (The fuck?)
I'm up in the hills countin' a couple of M's with a bad bitch callin' mе papi
I'm shittin' on niggas, that's why most of 'em mad, somebody go get me a potty
I'm havin' my way, nigga, I'll fuck off your pay, whatever I want, I cop it (Okay)
But I'm ready to shoot, Glocks don't come with no safety, and, nigga, I don't gotta cock it
She know not to touch my phone, she ain't gon' be able to eat, so I don't gotta lock it (Her dumb ass)
I'm twistin' and turnin' the bitch, I fucked her so good, I'm treatin' this bitch like a Bop It (Okay)
[Chorus]
She eatin' my dick like steak, I'm callin' her bae, she treatin' my shit like hibachi (Okay, okay, okay)
Bitch, this a brand-new Glock with twenty-two shots, what the fuck I look like boxin'? (Alright)
Bounced out on him, his bitch ass dropped his bag, we caught his dumb ass goin' shoppin' (Alright, bitch ass)
Bitch, this a Trackhawk Jeep in a high-speed chase, what the fuck we look like stoppin'? (Okay, dumbass)
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