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B*tch!
(ls that Shoki on the beat?)
He keep talking in 'em comments
F**k it, drop a bag on 'em
Send my stepper where you sleep
I bet my shorty smash on 'em
Put a f**kin tag on 'em, big glick
With a f**kin' flash on 'em
He gonna smoke, if I want to smoke this ass
And put some ash on 'em
B*tch I know you sad, I know you mad, I know you pissed off
Talkin' out his ass like he bad, knock his sh*t off
Fold him on your ass body bag don't get sent off
Bustin' out they whip with loaded clip and knock the tent off
B*tch you know we swervin' we be wreckin, ain't no lettin' up
Pu**y b*tch don't play, I pop that ray and send your blessings off
I will never lay, was born to spray, b*tch, I aint restin' up
Pour that sh*t, that crazy, on the daily I be texting her
He say, that b*tch his baby, that's Fugazi, I be scratchin' her
Ni**a's think they hot just like a pot until we wet them off
We got hella shots and hella knots and we got that for days
F**k 'em all, throw 'em pills, tryna drill but you got shot the days
He keep talking in 'em comments
F**k it, drop a bag on 'em
Send my stepper where you sleep
I bet my shorty smash on 'em
Put a f**kin' tag on 'em, big glick
With a f**kin' flash on 'em
He gonna smoke, if I want to smoke this ass
And put some ash on 'em
I be jiggin' in that b*tch, I got that 30 Mag on 'em
In his head when there's pressure, 30 rounds in my [?]
Glizzy glizzy no beratta, pull up on you when I pop that manner
Get my d*ck sucked and smoking a Backwood and counting this cheddar
You know you just act hood but you really ain't that hood, boy you gotta do better
You know that we clap hood sand we leap 'em right back
And we spin 'em jus' like a Lil presser
Pop on music, got a suppressor
Pull up and shoots, goin' off in the Tesla, boom, pow!
Knock her pu**y off for acting, like he's special
B*tch you reckless, I ain't tryna hear no preachin' or no lecture
I aint f**kin' with no bop, I get the top and I don't test
B*tch we got lots of sticks, no potto piss
Spin your block with poppin' sh*t
We poppin' glicks and poppin' d*cks
Big bro done taught me not to miss
He keep talking in 'em comments
F**k it, drop a bag on 'em
Send my stepper where you sleep
I bet my shorty smash on 'em
Put a f**kin' tag on 'em big glick
With a f**kin' flash on 'em
He gonna smoke if I want to smoke this ass
And put some ash on 'em, b*tch!