[Intro]
(That shit is fucking trash dog, get the fuck off the airway)
[Chorus]
Bitch-bitch, what you wan' do, leh' do it
Fu-fuck that new Hellcat, then screw it
Fli-flip your lil' whip, shots straight through it
Pourin' up some 'cause I'm bored
Yes, this ARP can do it
Fifty racks, I ran straight through it
Count lil' money, boy, I had count big numbers
Walkin' with the ARP, this bitch sound like a storm thunder
I-I don't wanna flex, I don't wanna do it to 'em, hol' up
Five hundred for the fuckin' Rolls Royce
Bra-brand new Percs, and I got lean loads, yeah
Wh-where you think they got that flow?
I-I do drugs, count up four roads
Slime gon' crash if he get that lo'
Bra-brand new switch, put shit on the floor
Niggas too broke, I sell out shows
Co-come back home and I up that score
I-I-I was in the Creek playin' tic-tac-toe
Cops camе fast, pick up your bro
(That shit is fucking trash dog, get the fuck off the airway)
Bitch-bitch, what you wan' do, lеh' do it
Fu-fuck that new Hellcat, then screw it
Fli-flip your lil' whip, shots straight through it
Pourin' up some 'cause I'm bored
Yes, this ARP can do it
Fifty racks, I ran straight through it
Count lil' money, boy, I had count big numbers
Walkin' with the ARP, this bitch sound like a storm thunder
I-I don't wanna flex, I don't wanna do it to 'em, hol' up
Five hundred for the fuckin' Rolls Royce
Bra-brand new Percs, and I got lean loads, yeah
Wh-where you think they got that flow?
I-I do drugs, count up four roads
Slime gon' crash if he get that lo'
Bra-brand new switch, put shit on the floor
Niggas too broke, I sell out shows
Co-come back home and I up that score
I-I-I was in the Creek playin' tic-tac-toe
Cops came fast, pick up your bro
(That shit is fucking trash dog, get the fuck off the airway)
[Chorus]
Bitch-bitch, what you wan' do, leh' do it
Fu-fuck that new Hellcat, then screw it
Fli-flip your lil' whip, shots straight through it
Pourin' up some 'cause I'm bored
Yes, this ARP can do it
Fifty racks, I ran straight through it
Count lil' money, boy, I had count big numbers
Walkin' with the ARP, this bitch sound like a storm thunder
I-I don't wanna flex, I don't wanna do it to 'em, hol' up
Five hundred for the fuckin' Rolls Royce
Bra-brand new Percs, and I got lean loads, yeah
Wh-where you think they got that flow?
I-I do drugs, count up four roads
Slime gon' crash if he get that lo'
Bra-brand new switch, put shit on the floor
Niggas too broke, I sell out shows
Co-come back home and I up that score
I-I-I was in the Creek playin' tic-tac-toe
Cops camе fast, pick up your bro
(That shit is fucking trash dog, get the fuck off the airway)
Bitch-bitch, what you wan' do, lеh' do it
Fu-fuck that new Hellcat, then screw it
Fli-flip your lil' whip, shots straight through it
Pourin' up some 'cause I'm bored
Yes, this ARP can do it
Fifty racks, I ran straight through it
Count lil' money, boy, I had count big numbers
Walkin' with the ARP, this bitch sound like a storm thunder
I-I don't wanna flex, I don't wanna do it to 'em, hol' up
Five hundred for the fuckin' Rolls Royce
Bra-brand new Percs, and I got lean loads, yeah
Wh-where you think they got that flow?
I-I do drugs, count up four roads
Slime gon' crash if he get that lo'
Bra-brand new switch, put shit on the floor
Niggas too broke, I sell out shows
Co-come back home and I up that score
I-I-I was in the Creek playin' tic-tac-toe
Cops came fast, pick up your bro
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