[Intro]
Yuh!
Duh!
[Verse]
Ay, bitch
I know I got problems, bitch
Two Glocks i got options
That lil hoe, man she ain't poppin'
30 turned him into Waka Flocka
30 make him shake his dreads
That nigga want me, he the feds
I don't wanna shake his hand, I don't wanna know that man
When I pop out with that .30, they like "What the fuck he doin' ?"
When I pull so goddamn fast
[?]
Make sure all the grams there so I can rob for your grams
I will rob a nigga out the blue and rob him with no hands
I'm like "Uh-uh lil mama, back up, you a fed"
If i up this bih then on my head, it blows like a fan
They tried to ban me off of YouTube (RXK)
I'ma walk out in that bitch real quiet (LIKE RXK)
So many 30s me and Pap matched
So many 30s on me, I need a {?]
You know that that's my home if I leave my hat
Dat not my bitch, she let me leave the house without the strap
I fuck that bitch two times, three times, four times, five times from the back
I keep on coming back to back to back to back to back
I look like Snoop Dogg in a tanktop
I look like Famous Dex with the famous {?]
I feel like [?] Davis, kicking bitches out the Hummer
I feel like OJ Juiceman, 32s on hummers
I might go out like I'm Patman, put a Cartier on my eye
I'ma walk in like I'm Chief Keef, macaroni time
I'm like "Bitch, you know what this shit costs? You know what it costs?"
I'ma smoke on that Newport till that shit gone
They like "Neph, you need to turn up, you on that lazy shit"
I'm like "Hoe, bitch, what you talk about, watch ya lip"
Make a bitch shit on they self like they Lil Reese
I'm shitting out hallow points, I ain't Lil Reese
Catch a opp, shoot his ass in the neck like Lil Reese
Shoot me in my neck, I stay alive like I'm Lil Reese
She think I sound like Barry White but bitch this Lil Baby
It's Texas time, she got her stomach out with her titties
Next album, I'ma rap about doing coke
My manager told me "Stop rapping like this"
My new manager, he Pap and he talkin' shit
I'm like "Pap, book a show", he like "we gon book a bitch"
I look like [?] when I walk in
Based God
Pap buyin' Margielas
Based God
Yuh!
Duh!
[Verse]
Ay, bitch
I know I got problems, bitch
Two Glocks i got options
That lil hoe, man she ain't poppin'
30 turned him into Waka Flocka
30 make him shake his dreads
That nigga want me, he the feds
I don't wanna shake his hand, I don't wanna know that man
When I pop out with that .30, they like "What the fuck he doin' ?"
When I pull so goddamn fast
[?]
Make sure all the grams there so I can rob for your grams
I will rob a nigga out the blue and rob him with no hands
I'm like "Uh-uh lil mama, back up, you a fed"
If i up this bih then on my head, it blows like a fan
They tried to ban me off of YouTube (RXK)
I'ma walk out in that bitch real quiet (LIKE RXK)
So many 30s me and Pap matched
So many 30s on me, I need a {?]
You know that that's my home if I leave my hat
Dat not my bitch, she let me leave the house without the strap
I fuck that bitch two times, three times, four times, five times from the back
I keep on coming back to back to back to back to back
I look like Snoop Dogg in a tanktop
I look like Famous Dex with the famous {?]
I feel like [?] Davis, kicking bitches out the Hummer
I feel like OJ Juiceman, 32s on hummers
I might go out like I'm Patman, put a Cartier on my eye
I'ma walk in like I'm Chief Keef, macaroni time
I'm like "Bitch, you know what this shit costs? You know what it costs?"
I'ma smoke on that Newport till that shit gone
They like "Neph, you need to turn up, you on that lazy shit"
I'm like "Hoe, bitch, what you talk about, watch ya lip"
Make a bitch shit on they self like they Lil Reese
I'm shitting out hallow points, I ain't Lil Reese
Catch a opp, shoot his ass in the neck like Lil Reese
Shoot me in my neck, I stay alive like I'm Lil Reese
She think I sound like Barry White but bitch this Lil Baby
It's Texas time, she got her stomach out with her titties
Next album, I'ma rap about doing coke
My manager told me "Stop rapping like this"
My new manager, he Pap and he talkin' shit
I'm like "Pap, book a show", he like "we gon book a bitch"
I look like [?] when I walk in
Based God
Pap buyin' Margielas
Based God
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