(Yo, Nick Papz, make it slap)
[Chorus: Lil Durk, Meek Mill & Lil Baby]
I got a little bitch from the hood, I call her, "Gang," she don't play with that bae shit
I be fuckin' this NBA nigga bitch 'cause she know I ain't ever gon' say shit
New contract big like I play ball, lil' boy, I ain't nothin' to play with
I told her, "Pull up," she told me she can't, her nigga be sharin' locations
Yeah, I was ridin' in the Ghost with the ghost gun
It's two hunnid the whip
She want two hunnid to hit
{?}
That a lame he snitched, just stay in your lane we rich
That one opp {?}
That one opp lame he bitch
Coming in, I'm in that Cullinan that shit was made for me
I know my girl
I'm going in on that front line, these on me I want mine
They try to leavе when it's crunch time
Then try to еat when it's lunch time
I keep my momma {?} Had to tell her I love her it's war time
Graveyard, penitentiaries, only thing i see with this .45
I got a little bitch from the hood, I call her, "Gang," she don't play with that bae shit
I be fuckin' this NBA nigga bitch 'cause she know I ain't ever gon' say shit
New contract big like I play ball, lil' boy, I ain't nothin' to play with
I told her, "Pull up," she told me she can't, her nigga be sharin' locations
Yeah, I was ridin' in the Ghost with the ghost gun
It's two hunnid the whip
She want two hunnid to hit
{?}
That a lame he snitched, just stay in your lane we rich
That one opp {?}
That one opp lame he bitch
[Chorus: Lil Durk, Meek Mill & Lil Baby]
I got a little bitch from the hood, I call her, "Gang," she don't play with that bae shit
I be fuckin' this NBA nigga bitch 'cause she know I ain't ever gon' say shit
New contract big like I play ball, lil' boy, I ain't nothin' to play with
I told her, "Pull up," she told me she can't, her nigga be sharin' locations
Yeah, I was ridin' in the Ghost with the ghost gun
It's two hunnid the whip
She want two hunnid to hit
{?}
That a lame he snitched, just stay in your lane we rich
That one opp {?}
That one opp lame he bitch
Coming in, I'm in that Cullinan that shit was made for me
I know my girl
I'm going in on that front line, these on me I want mine
They try to leavе when it's crunch time
Then try to еat when it's lunch time
I keep my momma {?} Had to tell her I love her it's war time
Graveyard, penitentiaries, only thing i see with this .45
I got a little bitch from the hood, I call her, "Gang," she don't play with that bae shit
I be fuckin' this NBA nigga bitch 'cause she know I ain't ever gon' say shit
New contract big like I play ball, lil' boy, I ain't nothin' to play with
I told her, "Pull up," she told me she can't, her nigga be sharin' locations
Yeah, I was ridin' in the Ghost with the ghost gun
It's two hunnid the whip
She want two hunnid to hit
{?}
That a lame he snitched, just stay in your lane we rich
That one opp {?}
That one opp lame he bitch
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