Verse] You niggas don't love me, your bitch wanna fuck me My t-shirt on, so I won't get ugly She fuckin' with a don, I'm fuckin' with a bomb They think I'm Osama, woah, she think I'm off somethin' I'm fuckin' with a bad lil' vibe, Molly all over her tongue I'm 'bout to spot me a opp, I'm 'bout to spin their truck, woah I said, "Momma, I got me a switch, we don't give a fuck 'bout luck" Ah, ah Ice on my body, I'm the coolest Trampoline jump for a cougar Jump out the jungle, go hectic I'm leavin' that boy on the stool, uh She wanna fuck for the moolah Pussy ass niggas get lit up That Pelle Pelle hold the Ruger I was just layin' with your girl, huh She like bein' 'round my niggas She T'd up, she not switchin' G6 got me in here glitchin' Hood-rich as fuck, just livin' This bitch ain't got no vision I'ma go ahead and give it to her I just been feeling myself I found Jesus, Christian Dior Got a bitch wanna fuck on the gang Shit, put a stain right on the floor Got me feelin' like Jason, chase I'm switchin' lanes on these whores Stop all that talkin', let's do it You on the internet, boy, stop, boy I'm in the field with cleats, Sig in my jeans, I kill boys Me and my niggas, we Gs, step on bitches, we kick doors I stay runnin' up checks and holdin' the knife, it's a sport Sittin' with my blick, I got me a gang, I can't go to court, uh Nigga tried to pop his pain, put two in his brain, blow up the fortTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
