Racks came in the duffle
Bitch ion wanna shoot I wanna tussle
Had a blunt, now I can't even couple
Keep on tellin' my lil' bitch to come home
She didn't wanna show me love
Three angels from above
Lil' bitch know she not gettin' close
I hope yo nigga know we f*ckin
D-R-A-C-O Hit em in his chest
Bitch I'm in Atlanta Next week, we in Texas
That bitch, she my bestie
I got Glock nine if you test me
Bitch, she cup, now she tryna text
Bitch, you know yo bm text me
Sippin' lean no chaser
Bitch, think I'm a chase her
Bitch, I'm only tryna f*ck
Bitch, I'll see you later
Bitch, you said my music trash
Nigga, you a hater
They so dry in LA Catch me in Decatur
Racks came in the duffle
Bitch ion wanna shoot I wanna tussle
Had a blunt, now I can't even couple
Keep on tellin' my lil' bitch to come home
She didn't wanna show me love
Three angels from above
Lil' bitch know she not gettin' close
I hope yo nigga know we f*ckin
We finna spin thruogh they shit like Tornado
Big boy Glock finna give him a halo
Bad lil' bitch finna do what I say so
Sippin' drank while I'm makin' the pesos
They said I wasn't yea, but I did it
Big boy Glock finna knock off his lenses Remember I was broke, but now I'm gettin' chicken
It's a ball hog season, lil' bitch ian missin
Lil' bitch tryna get cuffed
I'm tryna go on about my day Lil' bitch tryna see what's up
Why you keep on tryna bug me?
I'm tryna roll this blunt
Once you speak about me on the net
Lil' nigga keep that shit blunt
I don't know nun bout no love
Once you lost me, you know that it's over
Baby, you know that shit tough
Bitch, leave me alone
I'm tryna go up and stack this bread
If your nigga intervene your boyfriend gon catch two shots to the head
Racks came in the duffle
Bitch ion wanna shoot I wanna tussle
Had a blunt, now I can't even couple
Keep on tellin' my lil' bitch to come home
She didn't wanna show me love
Three angels from above
Lil' bitch know she not gettin' close
I hope yo nigga know we f*ckin
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Racks came in the duffle
Bitch ion wanna shoot I wanna tussle
Had a blunt, now I can't even couple
Keep on tellin' my lil' bitch to come home
She didn't wanna show me love
Three angels from above
Lil' bitch know she not gettin' close
I hope yo nigga know we f*ckin
D-R-A-C-O Hit em in his chest
Bitch I'm in Atlanta Next week, we in Texas
That bitch, she my bestie
I got Glock nine if you test me
Bitch, she cup, now she tryna text
Bitch, you know yo bm text me
Sippin' lean no chaser
Bitch, think I'm a chase her
Bitch, I'm only tryna f*ck
Bitch, I'll see you later
Bitch, you said my music trash
Nigga, you a hater
They so dry in LA Catch me in Decatur
Racks came in the duffle
Bitch ion wanna shoot I wanna tussle
Had a blunt, now I can't even couple
Keep on tellin' my lil' bitch to come home
She didn't wanna show me love
Three angels from above
Lil' bitch know she not gettin' close
I hope yo nigga know we f*ckin
We finna spin thruogh they shit like Tornado
Big boy Glock finna give him a halo
Bad lil' bitch finna do what I say so
Sippin' drank while I'm makin' the pesos
They said I wasn't yea, but I did it
Big boy Glock finna knock off his lenses Remember I was broke, but now I'm gettin' chicken
It's a ball hog season, lil' bitch ian missin
Lil' bitch tryna get cuffed
I'm tryna go on about my day Lil' bitch tryna see what's up
Why you keep on tryna bug me?
I'm tryna roll this blunt
Once you speak about me on the net
Lil' nigga keep that shit blunt
I don't know nun bout no love
Once you lost me, you know that it's over
Baby, you know that shit tough
Bitch, leave me alone
I'm tryna go up and stack this bread
If your nigga intervene your boyfriend gon catch two shots to the head
Racks came in the duffle
Bitch ion wanna shoot I wanna tussle
Had a blunt, now I can't even couple
Keep on tellin' my lil' bitch to come home
She didn't wanna show me love
Three angels from above
Lil' bitch know she not gettin' close
I hope yo nigga know we f*ckin
Bitch ion wanna shoot I wanna tussle
Had a blunt, now I can't even couple
Keep on tellin' my lil' bitch to come home
She didn't wanna show me love
Three angels from above
Lil' bitch know she not gettin' close
I hope yo nigga know we f*ckin
D-R-A-C-O Hit em in his chest
Bitch I'm in Atlanta Next week, we in Texas
That bitch, she my bestie
I got Glock nine if you test me
Bitch, she cup, now she tryna text
Bitch, you know yo bm text me
Sippin' lean no chaser
Bitch, think I'm a chase her
Bitch, I'm only tryna f*ck
Bitch, I'll see you later
Bitch, you said my music trash
Nigga, you a hater
They so dry in LA Catch me in Decatur
Racks came in the duffle
Bitch ion wanna shoot I wanna tussle
Had a blunt, now I can't even couple
Keep on tellin' my lil' bitch to come home
She didn't wanna show me love
Three angels from above
Lil' bitch know she not gettin' close
I hope yo nigga know we f*ckin
We finna spin thruogh they shit like Tornado
Big boy Glock finna give him a halo
Bad lil' bitch finna do what I say so
Sippin' drank while I'm makin' the pesos
They said I wasn't yea, but I did it
Big boy Glock finna knock off his lenses Remember I was broke, but now I'm gettin' chicken
It's a ball hog season, lil' bitch ian missin
Lil' bitch tryna get cuffed
I'm tryna go on about my day Lil' bitch tryna see what's up
Why you keep on tryna bug me?
I'm tryna roll this blunt
Once you speak about me on the net
Lil' nigga keep that shit blunt
I don't know nun bout no love
Once you lost me, you know that it's over
Baby, you know that shit tough
Bitch, leave me alone
I'm tryna go up and stack this bread
If your nigga intervene your boyfriend gon catch two shots to the head
Racks came in the duffle
Bitch ion wanna shoot I wanna tussle
Had a blunt, now I can't even couple
Keep on tellin' my lil' bitch to come home
She didn't wanna show me love
Three angels from above
Lil' bitch know she not gettin' close
I hope yo nigga know we f*ckin
Writer: Tyrique S, Jaden E
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