Like,
wait
Gna gna
I know it's a car
I'm like * it I'm back in this bitch
When the chopper go grata don't *** on my wrist
When I pop a lil' grung I make you gotta switch
When I do my lil' dance you should *** on my *
My sock didn't bite my damn fist
Gna gna gna it's a loco bitch
I
fell off got back on my *
Pour a four on the deuce we in love with the tunes
Said that bitch said that fat * ain't my school
Ain't no call me director but I'm cuttin' moves
In a ski body boom I'm wearing my denim
Leave the bitch round me and I pin her
Leave the chop round me and I splinter her
You make friends I'll fend on you love them
I don't kill them
Okay now watch,
twine that bitch she be talkin' a lot
I heard lil' bitch actin' dick in a lot
Give a lil' goose actin' dick so you'll die
Like shake shake shake shake Like shake shake shake shake
I'm jackin' you baby let's shake it back And
I'm speedin' it up and don't make a mistake
Like rock rock rock rock Like rock rock rock rock
Get forward and the key talkin' a thot
Ain't no money so this nigga ain't fittin'
the slot Like damn damn damn damn
Like damn damn damn damn
Earned many days do as much and don't spend
And the stick automatic it's knock on the jam
Shake it shake it let's rock Roll me up some,
on rocks
I get high as a gal like the tip of the top
Shite sandwich cheese for the cream of the crop
Lil' bitch act crazy gal leavin' the
spot to my tweezies Easy to find me a lot
Said she don't need a weed when you need me chill out If
I'm talkin' to God what the * I'ma talk to the office
That's how the low get drop That's how your bro get shot
That's how your shop got hot And that's how you make that thot
That's how you get like you got Do not what I want but I
* niggas who celebrate with me Then they
turn into the niggas that's a fuckin' prop
I'm like fuckin' I'm back in this bitch When
that child fucker go grata don't *** on my wrist
When I pop a lil' brick I make you gotta switch
When I do my lil' dance you should *** on my *
Talk to the pipe,
my damn,
her fist Glock,
Glock,
Glock,
it's a lockable switch
Pour
a four on the deuce,
me in love with the tools Said that
bitch said her back fuckin' in my schools
Ain't no call me director but I'm
cuttin' moves Niggas keep out the boom,
I'm wearing my denim
Leave the bitch round me and I pin her
Leave the child round me and I spin her
You make friends I finna You love them I don't kill them
Ladies leave out the rest,
out the rest,
out the rest