[Intro] If you ain't at a house party, you at the wrong party Yeah, somethin' goin' on', know what we on D-O, won't trip D-O (No, no, no, no, no) I ain't never tripped on Fuck this shit
[Verse 1] House on the hills, I wake up to pussy I'm really enjoyin' the view (Enjoyin' the view) It's a couple of hoes that hitting' my line They said that they wanna come through (They said that they wanna come through) So I roll up a Swisher, she suckin' my dick I swear to God, that be's the truth But the other hoes hittin' my line, they thick I don't know what I'ma do (I don't know what I'ma do) So I tell her, "Get out," she said, "Is you trippin'?" It just what I thought, this hoe got to bitchin' The time that we spent, this shit here is finished (Let's go) I knew I was wrong, I shouldn'ta did it, ayy Kick her out the spot, other hoes pull up She got some big ass titties with a big ass butt I can see how she look, man, I know she a slut (Yeah, yeah) If I shoot her one, she gon' catch her a nut (Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus] (Nah, nah, nah, nah, la, la, la, la, what goin' on?) I think she tryna set me up (We gon' see though, set me up, set me up) (Somethin' goin' on, bruh) I got my shooter in the cut (I got my shooter, got my shooter)
[Verse 2] I'm lookin' at Tevo, he mackin' her friend I know he gon' buss that hoe down You could look at my bitch, look at her hips Yeah, she curvy and round (You know that she cute) I throw back a Perc' Gimme twenty minutes, bet that I'm workin' this hoe (I bet that) Go back to ten or the fifteen or the thirty I don't even fuckin' know, fuck, he took it, though I look at this bitch and I realize She sneaky, she been on that phone too long The last hoe played, they both died This shit dejà vu, what the fuck goin' on I'ma scope this shit out I'ma play this shit smooth, I might be wrong Had my Glock in the couch Tevo, my shit, is you clutchin' your chrome?
[Chorus] (Nah, nah, nah, nah, la, la, la, la, what's goin' on, bruh?) I think she tryna set me up (I think she tryna set me up) (Nah, nah, nah, nah, la, la, la, la, what's goin' on?) I got my shooter in the cut
[Verse 3] Ayy, they sip a lil' crown, they get a lil' horny I think that they ready to fuck So I get in my head 'bout all of my strokes (Yeah, yeah) About how I'm gon' pipe this bitch up (Yeah, yeah) You know that I got my Magnum, that is not a problem We do not have them troubles (None of those troubles) When she come in my room, I turn on that Marvin Gaye So I know I'ma fuck (I know I'ma fuck) Man, hold up, I can't believe this bitch Lookin' at your phone, you sent the drops Betrayed or just defeated me Look in her face, I spit up on it Man, I damn near beat that bitch And we gon' let that nigga pull up just to show him how we get (Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)
[Chorus] (Nah, nah, nah, nah, la, la, la, la, nah, can't believe this shit) I think she tryna set me up (She set me up, though) (Nah, nah, nah, nah, la, la, la, la, she set me up) I got my shooter in the cut (Hold on)
[Outro] Ayy, there's some trappers in here To be continued To be continued Don't let this shit play out RahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
