[Intro]
Like I was saying, I just, I don't know how many takes I did on this beat but, motherfuckin’, the coat for my battery
Five bands for the (What am I sayin'?), for the coat, it should've came with a battery in that bitch still got a dope or somethin’ (Yeah), huh
Ayy, G-Money, they still tweakin' on that internet 'bout that two-tone skeleton (Oh, yeah)
It's a one-of-one (Oh, yeah)
Somebody probably gon' try to bite the swag though, it's gon' be a cap-on-cap two-tone skeleton (Oh, yeah)
[Chorus]
In the back of the Bentley, I'm loadin’ up glizzies and gettin’ my cake u-u-up (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
She suckin' my dick and I fuck on her face, fuckin’ up her make u-u-up (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
It smell like water, put in my face, I love the flavo-o-or (Uh, uh, uh)
It's molly water, I love the feelin', hate the flavo-o-or (Uh, let's go)
In the back of the Bentley, I’m loadin' up glizzies and gettin' my cake u-u-up (Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go)
She suckin' my dick and I fuck on her face, fuckin' up her make u-u-up (Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go)
It smell like water, put in my face, I love the flavo-o-or (Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go)
It's molly water, I love the feelin', hate the flavo-o-or (Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go, let's go)
[Verse 1]
I'm hoppin' out with the pea coat, you know that Burberry needed (Flash, flash)
I'm with the fightin' and I'm with the shootin'
I really ain't with that treatin' niggas (Grrah, grrah)
Back on the per-er-er-ercs, feel like an illusion, nigga (Yeah)
Off this ear-ear-ear-earth, like what is you doin', nigga? (Let's go)
Puttin' in wor-or-or-ork, 24/7 I'm all on the clock (Let's go)
Got my hand on my Glock as I watch for the opps (Yeah)
Drop two Perc 30s in my straight drop (Whew)
If I take two more, then I'll straight drop (Shit)
I'ma fuck on your whore, her panties drop (Shit)
My family worried, Granny stop (Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
I done got to the bag, I'ma buy you a Jag to pull off your retirement lot (Skrrt)
Got to ride with the mag, got my hand and a mask (Grrah)
This famous shit gon' get me caught (Grrah)
This famous shit gon' get me shot (Grrah)
I can't go out like that, Rockstar Rambo totin' ammo, uh (Uh)
I'm really applyin' pressure, uh, fuck the competition, I'm better
Like I was saying, I just, I don't know how many takes I did on this beat but, motherfuckin’, the coat for my battery
Five bands for the (What am I sayin'?), for the coat, it should've came with a battery in that bitch still got a dope or somethin’ (Yeah), huh
Ayy, G-Money, they still tweakin' on that internet 'bout that two-tone skeleton (Oh, yeah)
It's a one-of-one (Oh, yeah)
Somebody probably gon' try to bite the swag though, it's gon' be a cap-on-cap two-tone skeleton (Oh, yeah)
[Chorus]
In the back of the Bentley, I'm loadin’ up glizzies and gettin’ my cake u-u-up (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
She suckin' my dick and I fuck on her face, fuckin’ up her make u-u-up (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
It smell like water, put in my face, I love the flavo-o-or (Uh, uh, uh)
It's molly water, I love the feelin', hate the flavo-o-or (Uh, let's go)
In the back of the Bentley, I’m loadin' up glizzies and gettin' my cake u-u-up (Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go)
She suckin' my dick and I fuck on her face, fuckin' up her make u-u-up (Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go)
It smell like water, put in my face, I love the flavo-o-or (Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go)
It's molly water, I love the feelin', hate the flavo-o-or (Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go, let's go)
[Verse 1]
I'm hoppin' out with the pea coat, you know that Burberry needed (Flash, flash)
I'm with the fightin' and I'm with the shootin'
I really ain't with that treatin' niggas (Grrah, grrah)
Back on the per-er-er-ercs, feel like an illusion, nigga (Yeah)
Off this ear-ear-ear-earth, like what is you doin', nigga? (Let's go)
Puttin' in wor-or-or-ork, 24/7 I'm all on the clock (Let's go)
Got my hand on my Glock as I watch for the opps (Yeah)
Drop two Perc 30s in my straight drop (Whew)
If I take two more, then I'll straight drop (Shit)
I'ma fuck on your whore, her panties drop (Shit)
My family worried, Granny stop (Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
I done got to the bag, I'ma buy you a Jag to pull off your retirement lot (Skrrt)
Got to ride with the mag, got my hand and a mask (Grrah)
This famous shit gon' get me caught (Grrah)
This famous shit gon' get me shot (Grrah)
I can't go out like that, Rockstar Rambo totin' ammo, uh (Uh)
I'm really applyin' pressure, uh, fuck the competition, I'm better
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