Yeah, uh, yeah
(She, she, she)
She ain't know I was flippin' the pack
I ain't know she was comin' like that
Niggas hating, I throw in the trash
All these niggas be stuck in the trap
All these niggas be pussy a fact
FNN hit him, it rip through his back
Freaky lil' bitch, said she like when I slap
Run on your block, we ain't shootin' no craps
I just want the money, yo bitch got crabs
White Margiela coat like the lab
Historic jeans, I'm feelin' glam
I just popped a bean, I'm goin' ham
Number (N)ine garments, on my hand
Told him stop the violence, up the bands
Pussy niggas wildin' understand,
I'ma keep that wild and that fan
NFL bands comin' in
I f*ck that hoe, and move on to her friend
Niggas super kiddy, can't be friends
Go to your city off a xan
I won't eat the kitty, that bitch bland
Smokin' helly, bitch, I forgot-
Smokin' helly, bitch, I forgot the strand
Stretch your shawty, I had hit off the cam
I'm the baddest baby, lil' bitch, bam, bam
Benji, Blue, want the bills
Killswitch hitting his ribs
With a O, we make him squeal
Spin a lil' bitch like a wheel
All of my- All of my opps blue pilled
But this X right here a blue pill
Should I pop that shit or chill?
I don't know, let's spin the wheel
I don't know, it's heads or tails?
If it ain't me, who tellin' the tale?
I'm in NY and I'm buyin' my grails
Call up lil' Beastly we go up the hills
She eat me grizzly, like I got gills
I'm not kidding, lil' bitch got skills
Bet that pussy grateful, I gave her heels
Niggas not hungry, I want a mill
She ain't know I was flippin' the pack
I ain't know she was comin' like that
All these niggas get put in the trash
You a bitch and you stuck in the trap
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Yeah, uh, yeah
(She, she, she)
She ain't know I was flippin' the pack
I ain't know she was comin' like that
Niggas hating, I throw in the trash
All these niggas be stuck in the trap
All these niggas be pussy a fact
FNN hit him, it rip through his back
Freaky lil' bitch, said she like when I slap
Run on your block, we ain't shootin' no craps
I just want the money, yo bitch got crabs
White Margiela coat like the lab
Historic jeans, I'm feelin' glam
I just popped a bean, I'm goin' ham
Number (N)ine garments, on my hand
Told him stop the violence, up the bands
Pussy niggas wildin' understand,
I'ma keep that wild and that fan
NFL bands comin' in
I f*ck that hoe, and move on to her friend
Niggas super kiddy, can't be friends
Go to your city off a xan
I won't eat the kitty, that bitch bland
Smokin' helly, bitch, I forgot-
Smokin' helly, bitch, I forgot the strand
Stretch your shawty, I had hit off the cam
I'm the baddest baby, lil' bitch, bam, bam
Benji, Blue, want the bills
Killswitch hitting his ribs
With a O, we make him squeal
Spin a lil' bitch like a wheel
All of my- All of my opps blue pilled
But this X right here a blue pill
Should I pop that shit or chill?
I don't know, let's spin the wheel
I don't know, it's heads or tails?
If it ain't me, who tellin' the tale?
I'm in NY and I'm buyin' my grails
Call up lil' Beastly we go up the hills
She eat me grizzly, like I got gills
I'm not kidding, lil' bitch got skills
Bet that pussy grateful, I gave her heels
Niggas not hungry, I want a mill
She ain't know I was flippin' the pack
I ain't know she was comin' like that
All these niggas get put in the trash
You a bitch and you stuck in the trap
(She, she, she)
She ain't know I was flippin' the pack
I ain't know she was comin' like that
Niggas hating, I throw in the trash
All these niggas be stuck in the trap
All these niggas be pussy a fact
FNN hit him, it rip through his back
Freaky lil' bitch, said she like when I slap
Run on your block, we ain't shootin' no craps
I just want the money, yo bitch got crabs
White Margiela coat like the lab
Historic jeans, I'm feelin' glam
I just popped a bean, I'm goin' ham
Number (N)ine garments, on my hand
Told him stop the violence, up the bands
Pussy niggas wildin' understand,
I'ma keep that wild and that fan
NFL bands comin' in
I f*ck that hoe, and move on to her friend
Niggas super kiddy, can't be friends
Go to your city off a xan
I won't eat the kitty, that bitch bland
Smokin' helly, bitch, I forgot-
Smokin' helly, bitch, I forgot the strand
Stretch your shawty, I had hit off the cam
I'm the baddest baby, lil' bitch, bam, bam
Benji, Blue, want the bills
Killswitch hitting his ribs
With a O, we make him squeal
Spin a lil' bitch like a wheel
All of my- All of my opps blue pilled
But this X right here a blue pill
Should I pop that shit or chill?
I don't know, let's spin the wheel
I don't know, it's heads or tails?
If it ain't me, who tellin' the tale?
I'm in NY and I'm buyin' my grails
Call up lil' Beastly we go up the hills
She eat me grizzly, like I got gills
I'm not kidding, lil' bitch got skills
Bet that pussy grateful, I gave her heels
Niggas not hungry, I want a mill
She ain't know I was flippin' the pack
I ain't know she was comin' like that
All these niggas get put in the trash
You a bitch and you stuck in the trap
Writer: Jalen Dumas
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