[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Woo
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
[Pre-Chorus]
I know the opps, they watching (Opps they watching)
Run up on me, you bleedin' (Fah-fah-fah)
Wiping his nose, he sneezin' (Nose, he sneezin')
He lost his bro', he grievin' (Brr)
His bro' in the streets, he slaughterin' (Streets, he slaughterin')
The cops couldn't find the culprit (Find the culprit)
Now he's mad at nothing (Mad at nothing)
[Chorus]
Feel like Yeat, pull up in a Tonka (Skrrt)
Shawty sweet, somethin' like Willy Wonka (Wonka)
I'm so geeked, I'm off all the Ganja (All the Ganja)
She off molly rockers (Molly rockers)
She a pill popper, yeah (Pill popper)
[Verse]
So much dope, can you smell it?
Doing exotic things (Yeah)
Moving the pack on a skillet (Yeah)
Whole lotta molly things (Yuh)
She on the molly things (Yuh)
Revving them body things (Yah)
Racking up shows, copping all clothes (Whoa)
Doing the holly things (Woah-ow)
Pull out the choppa, he screaming now
Somethin' like Halloween (Graah)
Pussy too good not pulling out, now she a momma teen (Woah)
You gotta get the fuck out, (Woah) cut em like guillotines (Woah)
I put my dick in her mouth (Woah), she like to swallow semen
I gotta figure it out, I'm only seventeen (Seventeen)
Feel like a rat on a route, I gotta run to the cheese (Run to the cheddar)
I gotta run to the cheese, yeah (Cheese)
My little shorty a treesha (Yuh-yuh)
Probably that's why I don't need her (Yeah, yeah), yuh
Yeah, yeah
Woo
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
[Pre-Chorus]
I know the opps, they watching (Opps they watching)
Run up on me, you bleedin' (Fah-fah-fah)
Wiping his nose, he sneezin' (Nose, he sneezin')
He lost his bro', he grievin' (Brr)
His bro' in the streets, he slaughterin' (Streets, he slaughterin')
The cops couldn't find the culprit (Find the culprit)
Now he's mad at nothing (Mad at nothing)
[Chorus]
Feel like Yeat, pull up in a Tonka (Skrrt)
Shawty sweet, somethin' like Willy Wonka (Wonka)
I'm so geeked, I'm off all the Ganja (All the Ganja)
She off molly rockers (Molly rockers)
She a pill popper, yeah (Pill popper)
[Verse]
So much dope, can you smell it?
Doing exotic things (Yeah)
Moving the pack on a skillet (Yeah)
Whole lotta molly things (Yuh)
She on the molly things (Yuh)
Revving them body things (Yah)
Racking up shows, copping all clothes (Whoa)
Doing the holly things (Woah-ow)
Pull out the choppa, he screaming now
Somethin' like Halloween (Graah)
Pussy too good not pulling out, now she a momma teen (Woah)
You gotta get the fuck out, (Woah) cut em like guillotines (Woah)
I put my dick in her mouth (Woah), she like to swallow semen
I gotta figure it out, I'm only seventeen (Seventeen)
Feel like a rat on a route, I gotta run to the cheese (Run to the cheddar)
I gotta run to the cheese, yeah (Cheese)
My little shorty a treesha (Yuh-yuh)
Probably that's why I don't need her (Yeah, yeah), yuh
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