Bitch, I had no interest, why you steady callin'
Claiming that you did shit, will, leave a f*ckin' problem
Why that nigga cappin'
He flexin' on the app Catch him on the ave
And we catch him do the dash She just wanna smash
F*ck her in the lab She been keepin' tabs
Cuz her shawty got attached We don't give a f*ck
Cuz I keep it in my bag If you movin' wrong
Then that choppa gon blast Hop up in the foreign
I'ma skirt off on your ass Rollin' with some goons
Its gon' leave a body bag And I get it
These bitches, they choosin', they wicked You trust them, they play you
Until you might get it, damn
She said that she wanna slide I said come take a ride
I heard he talk in on gang, you get shot in your eye
Ain't no big deal, cuz I'm pullin' out with the fire
I want a hundred mil, fore, y'all take my life
But I'ma send a lil' boy to the G.O.D
I just be smoking on G.A.S
I gota chopper like B03
I'ma walk into the club, I don't even need ID
She said I.O.I., and I said C.A.P
Let that glokie do the job, it's gon' drill some
Shoutout to my bruddas, they some real ones
If it ain't bout money , then I can't hear them
Bitch, I had no interest, why he steady callin'
Claimin' that you did shit, will, leave a f*ckin' problem
Why that nigga cappin'
He flexin' on the app
Catch him on the ave, and we catch him do the dash
She just wanna smash, f*ck her in the lab
She been keepin' tabs, cuz lil 'Shawty got attached
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Bitch, I had no interest, why you steady callin'
Claiming that you did shit, will, leave a f*ckin' problem
Why that nigga cappin'
He flexin' on the app Catch him on the ave
And we catch him do the dash She just wanna smash
F*ck her in the lab She been keepin' tabs
Cuz her shawty got attached We don't give a f*ck
Cuz I keep it in my bag If you movin' wrong
Then that choppa gon blast Hop up in the foreign
I'ma skirt off on your ass Rollin' with some goons
Its gon' leave a body bag And I get it
These bitches, they choosin', they wicked You trust them, they play you
Until you might get it, damn
She said that she wanna slide I said come take a ride
I heard he talk in on gang, you get shot in your eye
Ain't no big deal, cuz I'm pullin' out with the fire
I want a hundred mil, fore, y'all take my life
But I'ma send a lil' boy to the G.O.D
I just be smoking on G.A.S
I gota chopper like B03
I'ma walk into the club, I don't even need ID
She said I.O.I., and I said C.A.P
Let that glokie do the job, it's gon' drill some
Shoutout to my bruddas, they some real ones
If it ain't bout money , then I can't hear them
Bitch, I had no interest, why he steady callin'
Claimin' that you did shit, will, leave a f*ckin' problem
Why that nigga cappin'
He flexin' on the app
Catch him on the ave, and we catch him do the dash
She just wanna smash, f*ck her in the lab
She been keepin' tabs, cuz lil 'Shawty got attached
Claiming that you did shit, will, leave a f*ckin' problem
Why that nigga cappin'
He flexin' on the app Catch him on the ave
And we catch him do the dash She just wanna smash
F*ck her in the lab She been keepin' tabs
Cuz her shawty got attached We don't give a f*ck
Cuz I keep it in my bag If you movin' wrong
Then that choppa gon blast Hop up in the foreign
I'ma skirt off on your ass Rollin' with some goons
Its gon' leave a body bag And I get it
These bitches, they choosin', they wicked You trust them, they play you
Until you might get it, damn
She said that she wanna slide I said come take a ride
I heard he talk in on gang, you get shot in your eye
Ain't no big deal, cuz I'm pullin' out with the fire
I want a hundred mil, fore, y'all take my life
But I'ma send a lil' boy to the G.O.D
I just be smoking on G.A.S
I gota chopper like B03
I'ma walk into the club, I don't even need ID
She said I.O.I., and I said C.A.P
Let that glokie do the job, it's gon' drill some
Shoutout to my bruddas, they some real ones
If it ain't bout money , then I can't hear them
Bitch, I had no interest, why he steady callin'
Claimin' that you did shit, will, leave a f*ckin' problem
Why that nigga cappin'
He flexin' on the app
Catch him on the ave, and we catch him do the dash
She just wanna smash, f*ck her in the lab
She been keepin' tabs, cuz lil 'Shawty got attached
Writer: DARNELL PRUDENT
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