[Intro:]
(Ayo, Wicked got the sauce)
[Verse:]
My engineerin' German, shit, I ride around like Hitler
Was still in his pajamas, they done gassed him out his slippers
Bae, I'm the titty-man, so I don't mind payin' for nipples
I gave her 5K, them bitches sit up like a pitbull
I sat back and watched 'em play the gap like crazy eyes
I showed the bitch a different look, she got a lazy eye
Shit, I got sumn' for all y'all half, wannabe crazy guys
We post up like Lamarcus Aldridge when a blazer die
We pull up like Damian Lillard whеn a blazer hot
I heard you came lookin' for blood, you must camе to die?
Baby, you ain't burnin' me up, you got a flamin' twat
Big E, you act like you that nigga, it's a thing of mine
Walk up in the funeral and fuck the service up like T-Mobile
I'm humongous, bitch, I am not nothin' you can see over
Take this card and go and tap it, I don't wanna see total
When you fuck her how I fuck her, shit, ye'ain't gotta' be vocal
By the time my thoughts leave out my mouth, they be on fire
I don't play that waitin' on a bitch shit, be on time
I don't play that actin' rich shit, bitch, it's on my dime
Ain't been nothin' but some pape' and pussy on my mind
Bitch, I been a G since way back in the G
I was broke, extra tired, I bossed up and bought a Jeep
Everything I'm in be fast as fuck, and I ain't even geeked
They like, "Damn, big boy actin' up," bitch, you ain't seen a peep
I went viral once, they dropped a like and said, "Yeah, shawty decent"
Then I did it twice, they hit my phone like, "It's yo' lucky season"
Hung up on 'em, did that shit again, didn't nobody believe it
It's 'ight, shit, 'fore the Rapture came, they didn't believe in Jesus
(Ayo, Wicked got the sauce)
[Verse:]
My engineerin' German, shit, I ride around like Hitler
Was still in his pajamas, they done gassed him out his slippers
Bae, I'm the titty-man, so I don't mind payin' for nipples
I gave her 5K, them bitches sit up like a pitbull
I sat back and watched 'em play the gap like crazy eyes
I showed the bitch a different look, she got a lazy eye
Shit, I got sumn' for all y'all half, wannabe crazy guys
We post up like Lamarcus Aldridge when a blazer die
We pull up like Damian Lillard whеn a blazer hot
I heard you came lookin' for blood, you must camе to die?
Baby, you ain't burnin' me up, you got a flamin' twat
Big E, you act like you that nigga, it's a thing of mine
Walk up in the funeral and fuck the service up like T-Mobile
I'm humongous, bitch, I am not nothin' you can see over
Take this card and go and tap it, I don't wanna see total
When you fuck her how I fuck her, shit, ye'ain't gotta' be vocal
By the time my thoughts leave out my mouth, they be on fire
I don't play that waitin' on a bitch shit, be on time
I don't play that actin' rich shit, bitch, it's on my dime
Ain't been nothin' but some pape' and pussy on my mind
Bitch, I been a G since way back in the G
I was broke, extra tired, I bossed up and bought a Jeep
Everything I'm in be fast as fuck, and I ain't even geeked
They like, "Damn, big boy actin' up," bitch, you ain't seen a peep
I went viral once, they dropped a like and said, "Yeah, shawty decent"
Then I did it twice, they hit my phone like, "It's yo' lucky season"
Hung up on 'em, did that shit again, didn't nobody believe it
It's 'ight, shit, 'fore the Rapture came, they didn't believe in Jesus
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