[Intro] Shit, come on, you like it, motherfucka Ya dig? (Ayy, ayy) Ayy (Ayy), ayy Yeah, ayy, yeah (Huh?)
[Verse] I don't wanna have sex, bitch I'm only here for the neck Give me your social security number So I run it up and I'll leave you in debt Hittin' on my beard with a razor, yeah I'm cuttin' off like Gillette (Lil' Harsch) She seen me one time when she got it wet for me Lil' bitch, never forget (Whoo), alright? Yeah Wonderin' "who could it be?" (Who could it be?) It's me off a perc and I'm falling asleep (Whoop, whoop) Still fall in love with a bitch (Huh?) I fell in love with the money I made on the street (Yeah, yeah) You know how cold it could be (Yeah) Under my belly I'm tuckin' my heat (Tucked in my heat) He saw Jon Snow at the mall, he was shoppin' My fans took a pic with him, thought it was me (Huh?) Bighead now, won't fuck with me (Won't fuck with me) And my shooters ain't worryin' 'bout growin' (Oh) Rattlesnake hoes stone cold (Stone cold) White bitch with me sniffin' that Post Malone *sniff* My Polo four for the background (Yeah) Got trees on trees like a campground (Trap) Send 56 babies in a Greyhound You know, the larger the rich, the bigger the payout (Bitch!) Only the real ones stay down This couch cost more than the car that you pay now (Huh?) Y'all don't even know who to blame now That's why your bitch wanna fuck on me in the game now I get the profit and dip, I don't hang out Look like John Wick when I'm bringin' them things out I break the back off a bitch 'til it gives out Everyone gangsta 'til choppers get whipped out
[Outro] Huh? Damn, yeah Everyone gangsta 'til choppers get whipped out Ya dig? (Lil Harsch) Look like John Wick when I'm bringin' them things out (Lil Harsch)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
