[Chorus]
Woah, I'm with some hoes havin' fun
Walk in the function with the gun
If I up that bitch, you better run
Poppin' all of these pills, I am numb
Ain't no beefin', we fuckin' shit up
With your bitch and she can't get enough
She hit my phone like, "Can you come pick me up?"
Fuck that bitch, man, that ho getting old
Paint her ass on the wall, Mona Lis'
Got paranoid, niggas following me
Baby, I'm high off the lean
Geekin' real hard off the lean
I'm her highness, she call me her king
Run up on me, guarantee I'ma squeeze
[Verse]
Yeah, I got a sick disease, baby, I'm a money fiend
At Sak's Fifth, cashin' out, gettin' everything
That nigga in his feelings, I know he ain't me
Bad lil' bitch, put dick in her, makin' her scream
This is a program, get with the team
Signin' up millions with Charlene
I'm in the mansion totin' the beam
Big ass AR, big ass foreign car
Sit back, ho, we goin' far
Big ass backwood look like a cigar
I'm in first place, you runner up
Bad bitch with attitude, kicked her off the bus
Hit her from the back, choke her, now she love it rough
She lost her Juul now she want my Puff
We got guns in this house (House)
We got guns in this whip
I hope you don't think you on shit
I hope you don't think you doin' shit
Crib so big she got lost in it
Trying new things, when I try this shit
Yeah, we poured up in Brisks
She suck good dick, she got a lisp
I ain't got L's or I ain't got tempts
Let her fly out, but I flew her back quick
That bitch she funny she tried to give me a kiss
She so in love with me I can cheat on that bitch
I'm the Thot Slayer, fuck a bitch on the ranch
Woah, I'm with some hoes havin' fun
Walk in the function with the gun
If I up that bitch, you better run
Poppin' all of these pills, I am numb
Ain't no beefin', we fuckin' shit up
With your bitch and she can't get enough
She hit my phone like, "Can you come pick me up?"
Fuck that bitch, man, that ho getting old
Paint her ass on the wall, Mona Lis'
Got paranoid, niggas following me
Baby, I'm high off the lean
Geekin' real hard off the lean
I'm her highness, she call me her king
Run up on me, guarantee I'ma squeeze
[Verse]
Yeah, I got a sick disease, baby, I'm a money fiend
At Sak's Fifth, cashin' out, gettin' everything
That nigga in his feelings, I know he ain't me
Bad lil' bitch, put dick in her, makin' her scream
This is a program, get with the team
Signin' up millions with Charlene
I'm in the mansion totin' the beam
Big ass AR, big ass foreign car
Sit back, ho, we goin' far
Big ass backwood look like a cigar
I'm in first place, you runner up
Bad bitch with attitude, kicked her off the bus
Hit her from the back, choke her, now she love it rough
She lost her Juul now she want my Puff
We got guns in this house (House)
We got guns in this whip
I hope you don't think you on shit
I hope you don't think you doin' shit
Crib so big she got lost in it
Trying new things, when I try this shit
Yeah, we poured up in Brisks
She suck good dick, she got a lisp
I ain't got L's or I ain't got tempts
Let her fly out, but I flew her back quick
That bitch she funny she tried to give me a kiss
She so in love with me I can cheat on that bitch
I'm the Thot Slayer, fuck a bitch on the ranch
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