[Intro: CORPSE & Night Lovell]
Ayy
Hope you know I'm tryna see it to the back
Yeah, ayy, uh
Six figures for the whip
Hahaha
[Verse 1: Night Lovell]
No chance you catch me down bad (No chance)
P90, aim straight for your head (No way)
Callin' up my bitch, yeah, she know she at the top of the list (Uh)
Then she pulled up with her friends, so I (Uh, ayy)
[Chorus: CORPSE]
Tell her throw it back, then I blow her back
Drop it down low, let 'em know it's like that
Feel like I'm hexed, yeah, that bitch bad
Collar 'round her neck, get her ass real fat
Tell her throw it back, then I blow her back
Drop it down low, let 'em know it's like that
Feel likе I'm hexed, yeah, that bitch bad
Collar 'round hеr neck, get her ass real fat, yeah
[Verse 2: Night Lovell]
She keep on sayin' that she never had a nigga like this (Nigga like this)
Let's shake it up, still the realest nigga in the mix (Swear to God)
Why they always actin' like a nigga ain't shit? (I don't know)
Talk slick, then we empty out the clip (Okay, uh, uh)
Six figures for the whip, bitch, you ain't gon' tell me shit
She's stuck to my body, I'm the dog, she the tick
I'm the god, pussy, this ain't no motherfuckin' façade
My niggas comfy at the top, we ain't never took a loss (Brr)
Ayy
Hope you know I'm tryna see it to the back
Yeah, ayy, uh
Six figures for the whip
Hahaha
[Verse 1: Night Lovell]
No chance you catch me down bad (No chance)
P90, aim straight for your head (No way)
Callin' up my bitch, yeah, she know she at the top of the list (Uh)
Then she pulled up with her friends, so I (Uh, ayy)
[Chorus: CORPSE]
Tell her throw it back, then I blow her back
Drop it down low, let 'em know it's like that
Feel like I'm hexed, yeah, that bitch bad
Collar 'round her neck, get her ass real fat
Tell her throw it back, then I blow her back
Drop it down low, let 'em know it's like that
Feel likе I'm hexed, yeah, that bitch bad
Collar 'round hеr neck, get her ass real fat, yeah
[Verse 2: Night Lovell]
She keep on sayin' that she never had a nigga like this (Nigga like this)
Let's shake it up, still the realest nigga in the mix (Swear to God)
Why they always actin' like a nigga ain't shit? (I don't know)
Talk slick, then we empty out the clip (Okay, uh, uh)
Six figures for the whip, bitch, you ain't gon' tell me shit
She's stuck to my body, I'm the dog, she the tick
I'm the god, pussy, this ain't no motherfuckin' façade
My niggas comfy at the top, we ain't never took a loss (Brr)
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