How the f*ck
Man, how the f*ck he choose sides
And he still tryna call a nigga
Shoot his ass 20 times, paralyzed, he falling nigga
It's 2k23, you still broke, what's wrong with you
One up top just in case a nigga play, no incidentals
Went and beat up the interstate, got it out this rental
I can't tolerate no broke bitch, what's wrong with her mental
Gotta know if she could suck dick gotta check her dental
Matter of fact, the head great, she need an Oscar for it
Told the bitch, when the money hit the floor, back it up and throw it
The dope that smoke a real gas, it's strong and potent
Like a nigga smoking cat piss, I love the aroma
Aye, nigga, roll that dope again, it's aromatic
Ship the P's and make the money backflip, I'm acrobatic
Once a nigga get the back end, I feel fantastic
Keep the strap on my hip, I can't backpack it
An asshole, why you think I be talking shit
I be shit-talking so much, I need a breath mint
Halo on your head, I can get a nigga heaven-sent
Don't need to pimp a hoe, I just do it for the hell of it
I know what you do
Know exactly what you do
Get a nigga like me, then f*ck the whole crew
Yeah, that sound about right
Watching all my moves
Bitch quit watching what I do
I'm a P indeed, come and get an interview
16, 16, 16, 16
Now second verse, I'm finna spaz out
I'ma get it out her purse
Either way, she gon' cash out
And you ain't know your bitch a cash cow
Because I turned her out
Made her get it out of all three holes, especially the mouth
Now a bitch that ain't pay no exit fee
She a loose end, and them feet I'ma have to bleed
I'm stingy for it, any chance I get, I'm charging a fee
Broke hoes get booted out the circle, uh bump-a-da-bee
Look, I made up a new word, uh bump-a-da-boe
That mean, look, bitch, a new recipe, make that dough
I drive real expensive whips you can't afford
The f*ck if it's a 2020, bitch, that's a Honda Accord
And these nigga talking about dropping me
How the f*ck you nigga gon' do that when I keep Glock with me
I keep 50 shots on me
Catch a sucka on the back street
Turn they team into a track meet
I know what you do
Know exactly what you do
Get a nigga like me, then f*ck the whole crew
Yeah, that sound about right
Watching all my moves
Bitch quit watching what I do
I'm a P indeed, come and get an interview
16, 16, 16, 16
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How the f*ck
Man, how the f*ck he choose sides
And he still tryna call a nigga
Shoot his ass 20 times, paralyzed, he falling nigga
It's 2k23, you still broke, what's wrong with you
One up top just in case a nigga play, no incidentals
Went and beat up the interstate, got it out this rental
I can't tolerate no broke bitch, what's wrong with her mental
Gotta know if she could suck dick gotta check her dental
Matter of fact, the head great, she need an Oscar for it
Told the bitch, when the money hit the floor, back it up and throw it
The dope that smoke a real gas, it's strong and potent
Like a nigga smoking cat piss, I love the aroma
Aye, nigga, roll that dope again, it's aromatic
Ship the P's and make the money backflip, I'm acrobatic
Once a nigga get the back end, I feel fantastic
Keep the strap on my hip, I can't backpack it
An asshole, why you think I be talking shit
I be shit-talking so much, I need a breath mint
Halo on your head, I can get a nigga heaven-sent
Don't need to pimp a hoe, I just do it for the hell of it
I know what you do
Know exactly what you do
Get a nigga like me, then f*ck the whole crew
Yeah, that sound about right
Watching all my moves
Bitch quit watching what I do
I'm a P indeed, come and get an interview
16, 16, 16, 16
Now second verse, I'm finna spaz out
I'ma get it out her purse
Either way, she gon' cash out
And you ain't know your bitch a cash cow
Because I turned her out
Made her get it out of all three holes, especially the mouth
Now a bitch that ain't pay no exit fee
She a loose end, and them feet I'ma have to bleed
I'm stingy for it, any chance I get, I'm charging a fee
Broke hoes get booted out the circle, uh bump-a-da-bee
Look, I made up a new word, uh bump-a-da-boe
That mean, look, bitch, a new recipe, make that dough
I drive real expensive whips you can't afford
The f*ck if it's a 2020, bitch, that's a Honda Accord
And these nigga talking about dropping me
How the f*ck you nigga gon' do that when I keep Glock with me
I keep 50 shots on me
Catch a sucka on the back street
Turn they team into a track meet
I know what you do
Know exactly what you do
Get a nigga like me, then f*ck the whole crew
Yeah, that sound about right
Watching all my moves
Bitch quit watching what I do
I'm a P indeed, come and get an interview
16, 16, 16, 16
Man, how the f*ck he choose sides
And he still tryna call a nigga
Shoot his ass 20 times, paralyzed, he falling nigga
It's 2k23, you still broke, what's wrong with you
One up top just in case a nigga play, no incidentals
Went and beat up the interstate, got it out this rental
I can't tolerate no broke bitch, what's wrong with her mental
Gotta know if she could suck dick gotta check her dental
Matter of fact, the head great, she need an Oscar for it
Told the bitch, when the money hit the floor, back it up and throw it
The dope that smoke a real gas, it's strong and potent
Like a nigga smoking cat piss, I love the aroma
Aye, nigga, roll that dope again, it's aromatic
Ship the P's and make the money backflip, I'm acrobatic
Once a nigga get the back end, I feel fantastic
Keep the strap on my hip, I can't backpack it
An asshole, why you think I be talking shit
I be shit-talking so much, I need a breath mint
Halo on your head, I can get a nigga heaven-sent
Don't need to pimp a hoe, I just do it for the hell of it
I know what you do
Know exactly what you do
Get a nigga like me, then f*ck the whole crew
Yeah, that sound about right
Watching all my moves
Bitch quit watching what I do
I'm a P indeed, come and get an interview
16, 16, 16, 16
Now second verse, I'm finna spaz out
I'ma get it out her purse
Either way, she gon' cash out
And you ain't know your bitch a cash cow
Because I turned her out
Made her get it out of all three holes, especially the mouth
Now a bitch that ain't pay no exit fee
She a loose end, and them feet I'ma have to bleed
I'm stingy for it, any chance I get, I'm charging a fee
Broke hoes get booted out the circle, uh bump-a-da-bee
Look, I made up a new word, uh bump-a-da-boe
That mean, look, bitch, a new recipe, make that dough
I drive real expensive whips you can't afford
The f*ck if it's a 2020, bitch, that's a Honda Accord
And these nigga talking about dropping me
How the f*ck you nigga gon' do that when I keep Glock with me
I keep 50 shots on me
Catch a sucka on the back street
Turn they team into a track meet
I know what you do
Know exactly what you do
Get a nigga like me, then f*ck the whole crew
Yeah, that sound about right
Watching all my moves
Bitch quit watching what I do
I'm a P indeed, come and get an interview
16, 16, 16, 16
Writer: Capoleon Price
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