[Chorus]
I fuck around, put a rack in a zone
Fuckin' that ho, I ain't bringin' her home
Nigga's, they callin', ain't pick up the phone
I call my brudda, to tell him, "I'm on" (Flatt)
Big Glock, send that nigga to Rome
Big dog, I just need me a bone
Walk into Choo wit' my bruddas, bitch
I'm finna ball wit' my bruddas, huh? (Flatt, flatt)
I get money, word to mother (Flatt)
Bitch, I'm the top dog, ain't no other, hoe (Top dog)
Pulled off, in that hummer
You know lil' 'Kota fuckin' up the summer
Run up a check, then I get another
Bitches get checked, then we pushin' under, uh
[Verse]
I just might hit up Rodeo, yeah
My bitch, she back in LA though (Ha)
Pussy get knotted like Kayo, yeah
I'm wit' my ho, nigga, Kato, yeah
Spin his crib, look like a Draco, yeah
Big fuckin' chop', it's a Draco, yеah
Hop off the flight, I go right to the stu'
'Cause thеse niggas know that I don't play ho, yeah
I do this shit on my own, yeah
On bro, this shit not a joke, uh-huh (Flatt, flatt)
My wrist, it look like a boat, uh-huh
Hop on the beat, and I float, uh-huh
Tried to push me, but he choked, uh-huh
Tried to push me, but he sold out
Told that bitch she wasn't doin' it right
Now that bitch started usin' her whole mouth
You was supposed to be the realest nigga
How the fuck you turn to a hoe now?
I'm only seventeen, been countin' figures
I'm finna go buy me a home now
That nigga tweakin', he still off them jiggas
Now nobody callin' his phone now
These niggas really be bitchin' in US
I'm finna go fly back to Rome now
I got yo' bitch in the room
I'm in LA, not talkin' Capone, ah
I really been in my zone
I reward myself by buyin' Chrome, ah
Rockin' shit, you get jowned
All this stress shit, leave me alone, ha
Bitch, I been tickin' you on
I don't know what the fuck he be on, ah
I fuck around, put a rack in a zone
Fuckin' that ho, I ain't bringin' her home
Nigga's, they callin', ain't pick up the phone
I call my brudda, to tell him, "I'm on" (Flatt)
Big Glock, send that nigga to Rome
Big dog, I just need me a bone
Walk into Choo wit' my bruddas, bitch
I'm finna ball wit' my bruddas, huh? (Flatt, flatt)
I get money, word to mother (Flatt)
Bitch, I'm the top dog, ain't no other, hoe (Top dog)
Pulled off, in that hummer
You know lil' 'Kota fuckin' up the summer
Run up a check, then I get another
Bitches get checked, then we pushin' under, uh
[Verse]
I just might hit up Rodeo, yeah
My bitch, she back in LA though (Ha)
Pussy get knotted like Kayo, yeah
I'm wit' my ho, nigga, Kato, yeah
Spin his crib, look like a Draco, yeah
Big fuckin' chop', it's a Draco, yеah
Hop off the flight, I go right to the stu'
'Cause thеse niggas know that I don't play ho, yeah
I do this shit on my own, yeah
On bro, this shit not a joke, uh-huh (Flatt, flatt)
My wrist, it look like a boat, uh-huh
Hop on the beat, and I float, uh-huh
Tried to push me, but he choked, uh-huh
Tried to push me, but he sold out
Told that bitch she wasn't doin' it right
Now that bitch started usin' her whole mouth
You was supposed to be the realest nigga
How the fuck you turn to a hoe now?
I'm only seventeen, been countin' figures
I'm finna go buy me a home now
That nigga tweakin', he still off them jiggas
Now nobody callin' his phone now
These niggas really be bitchin' in US
I'm finna go fly back to Rome now
I got yo' bitch in the room
I'm in LA, not talkin' Capone, ah
I really been in my zone
I reward myself by buyin' Chrome, ah
Rockin' shit, you get jowned
All this stress shit, leave me alone, ha
Bitch, I been tickin' you on
I don't know what the fuck he be on, ah
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