We in them 4x4s 700, this bitch got go Real fent' what I put in my dope I was walkin' that yard on my own You ain't turnt till you been on that road How you turnt? Y'all ain't even got phones New house like 1.4, no keys, everything got codes Ain't no sucker, but I step for my bitch Ask around if I let off my blick He was dissin', so I spun that bitch Ask the East who run that bitch?
Young Dog right here don't play My nigga gon' go if I can't Lil' cuz can't roll my pint That's how he lost his life Still got Ms on ice Bitch, I still got Tim's on ice Bitch the type of nigga put rims on strikers Doggy, where you been at? I been dodging my third indictment No more text, we kitin' Aye, no more calls, we writin' I ain't got no pole, I'm fightin' Can't even be me, they bitin' Heard word on the street she liked him Couple days later, I fucked her What else? Couple days later, it's fuck her Might send this shit to my bunkie Big carats on me, they chunky Black Cherry APs, it's funky Probably somewhere T'd with the junkies Tryin' to send my beans to the country Don't be mad at me, she fuckin' How you mad at me he fucked her? How you mad at me we fucked her? How you mad at me she fuckin'? Bitch
We in them 4x4s 700, this bitch got go Real fent' what I put in my dope I was walkin' that yard on my own You ain't turnt till you been on that road How you turnt? Y'all ain't even got phones New house like 1.4, no keys, everything got codes Ain't no sucker, but I step for my bitch Ask around if I let off my blick He was dissin', so I spun that bitch Ask the East who run that bitch?
Walked in, Bottega my sneaks I'll step on ya neck in some cleats In the hood on the money or something Plane New York for the rest of the week I just left out Dubai with a half on me For a week I can live like a sheikh She keep talkin' like she want some cash money When I fuck her, I'm hittin' delete Delete that, delete that Ain't make the viewin' but went to the repass I sent a shooter, but he couldn't be fast Switch go brrr since he wanna be bad Neck go brrr, and my wrist playin' freeze tag I'm in Skyami where I wanna be at I'm back outside, it's like I was in rehab If I don't post it, my haters won't be mad If I don't post it, my haters won't be mad, whoa Is it the 'Gram that's hurtin' your heart? Lil' shawty a work of art for real Say that she wanted to swim with the sharks I'm takin' her straight to St. Barts, for real Say that she leavin' her nigga tomorrow I told her that really ain't smart, trippin' I got a date with a rich ho tomorrow And she tryna to rip me apart
We in them 4x4s 700, this bitch got go Real fent' what I put in my dope I was walkin' that yard on my own You ain't turnt till you been on that road How you turnt? Y'all ain't even got phones New house like 1.4, no keys, everything got codes Ain't no sucker, but I step for my bitch Ask around if I let off my blick He was dissin', so I spun that bitch Ask the East who run that bitch?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
