[Intro]
The girl next door, you know, the yo man
Yeah, bitch, Imma, bitch, Imma hop in that motherfuckin' coupe and I'll hit the dash, aye
[Chorus]
Bitch, Imma hop in that motherfucking coupe and I'll hit the dash
I had to cop me a couple of doubles and fill up my lunch to hold up my racks
Yeah, yeah, bitch, Imma hop in that coupe and I'll hit the motherfuckin' dash
I had to cop me a couple of doubles and fill up my lunch to hold up my racks
I had to tell my lil' nigga to chill 'cause 12 on his ass, but he movin' packs
They pulled me over and they ain't find nothin' but I was still reekin' and smellin' like bag
[Verse 1]
Oh shit, darwin he stay with them potions, still a jit, born in '06
Still a kid, but I'm grown, bitch, this I ain't makin' no sense
But I'm Mickey Cash, hop on the track and they made me a bag
Hop on the fight and thеn went to the rack on my niggas who landed to buy thеm some straps
Yeah, I had water on my body, got me feelin' like I showered
Popped a Perky with that bitch and fucked her for a couple hours
Guess her diet ain't the best because her pussy tasted sour
Yeah my shorty, that's my evil queen, we twinnin' like the towers
Like it's Liv and Maddy, pop the Addy, fuck the ass to sleep
Only fuck with baddies and she ugly, then she ain't for me
She tryna fuck the kid, no cudi, he told her to do it if she please
That she never suck and dip, but now I got her on their knees
Bitch, I'm rocked up, yeah you washed up, you a lame
In that brand new Benz, swervin' heavy, switchin' lanes
I'm addicted to the money, only dentists in my brain
She addicted to that cash, so Imma make it rain
The girl next door, you know, the yo man
Yeah, bitch, Imma, bitch, Imma hop in that motherfuckin' coupe and I'll hit the dash, aye
[Chorus]
Bitch, Imma hop in that motherfucking coupe and I'll hit the dash
I had to cop me a couple of doubles and fill up my lunch to hold up my racks
Yeah, yeah, bitch, Imma hop in that coupe and I'll hit the motherfuckin' dash
I had to cop me a couple of doubles and fill up my lunch to hold up my racks
I had to tell my lil' nigga to chill 'cause 12 on his ass, but he movin' packs
They pulled me over and they ain't find nothin' but I was still reekin' and smellin' like bag
[Verse 1]
Oh shit, darwin he stay with them potions, still a jit, born in '06
Still a kid, but I'm grown, bitch, this I ain't makin' no sense
But I'm Mickey Cash, hop on the track and they made me a bag
Hop on the fight and thеn went to the rack on my niggas who landed to buy thеm some straps
Yeah, I had water on my body, got me feelin' like I showered
Popped a Perky with that bitch and fucked her for a couple hours
Guess her diet ain't the best because her pussy tasted sour
Yeah my shorty, that's my evil queen, we twinnin' like the towers
Like it's Liv and Maddy, pop the Addy, fuck the ass to sleep
Only fuck with baddies and she ugly, then she ain't for me
She tryna fuck the kid, no cudi, he told her to do it if she please
That she never suck and dip, but now I got her on their knees
Bitch, I'm rocked up, yeah you washed up, you a lame
In that brand new Benz, swervin' heavy, switchin' lanes
I'm addicted to the money, only dentists in my brain
She addicted to that cash, so Imma make it rain
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