[Chorus]
Ayy, I told baby, "I be to the neck," I'm in this two-seat
Real nigga, yeah, I'm 'bout a check, yeah, I get blue cheese
We gotta get a bag, I swear to God, or you gon' lose me
I bought guns for niggas who might never even use 'em
Rearrange a fuck nigga face and we had two chops
Slither up, make him get low, you hear that boom bap
Hella guns, nah, this shit ain't over, we got two stops
Social thugs, every other day we got a new opp
[Verse]
Make a fuck nigga crash his whip when we on 580
Catch up, 'cause I done threw more touchdowns than Tom Brady
Two cups and I just sipped a four, bitch, I am not lazy
How the fuck you blowin' up my phone and you did not pay me?
The last bitch had to send me five, that's a down payment
Physical therapy for suckers, he at outpatient
Told baby, "I come with a bag, that's some foundation"
I heard you on that black-and-white, boy, you a Dalmatian
And, ayy, and we don't talk about it, that's what the bitch do
I told 'em, "Load up, we finna skip through"
I swear to God, I had a pistol if I skipped school
This nigga tryna post a ten like that's big news
I heard you niggas fuckin' bitches that got big shoes
She mad I ain't throwin dollars, I got big blues
And nigga, we don't do no mentions, we'll skip dude
Like, they ain't with it, but that's family, we on them too
Ayy, just hit a nigga for some P's at the pop-up
These bitches fuckin' with them suckers, get a drop up
Ayy, gang task on our dick, they can't stop us
Ayy, let me jump up out the whip, I could stomp up
Bitch, throw some sixes on my whip like a Tonka
I got her chewin' on this dick like some Mambas
Bitch niggas know I keep juice, this ain't Jamba
Clown me and my bitch with the shit, Casablanca
Ayy, I told baby, "I be to the neck," I'm in this two-seat
Real nigga, yeah, I'm 'bout a check, yeah, I get blue cheese
We gotta get a bag, I swear to God, or you gon' lose me
I bought guns for niggas who might never even use 'em
Rearrange a fuck nigga face and we had two chops
Slither up, make him get low, you hear that boom bap
Hella guns, nah, this shit ain't over, we got two stops
Social thugs, every other day we got a new opp
[Verse]
Make a fuck nigga crash his whip when we on 580
Catch up, 'cause I done threw more touchdowns than Tom Brady
Two cups and I just sipped a four, bitch, I am not lazy
How the fuck you blowin' up my phone and you did not pay me?
The last bitch had to send me five, that's a down payment
Physical therapy for suckers, he at outpatient
Told baby, "I come with a bag, that's some foundation"
I heard you on that black-and-white, boy, you a Dalmatian
And, ayy, and we don't talk about it, that's what the bitch do
I told 'em, "Load up, we finna skip through"
I swear to God, I had a pistol if I skipped school
This nigga tryna post a ten like that's big news
I heard you niggas fuckin' bitches that got big shoes
She mad I ain't throwin dollars, I got big blues
And nigga, we don't do no mentions, we'll skip dude
Like, they ain't with it, but that's family, we on them too
Ayy, just hit a nigga for some P's at the pop-up
These bitches fuckin' with them suckers, get a drop up
Ayy, gang task on our dick, they can't stop us
Ayy, let me jump up out the whip, I could stomp up
Bitch, throw some sixes on my whip like a Tonka
I got her chewin' on this dick like some Mambas
Bitch niggas know I keep juice, this ain't Jamba
Clown me and my bitch with the shit, Casablanca
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