Yeah, uh uh
You a snitch, ooh
You tell
Blowin' that gas, ooh
Blowin' that kale
Fully loaded strap, ooh
Send you to hell
F*ck all that lame shit
You speak on my name, shit
We bout racks
The money bring all the ass
Make her top me in a Hellcat
Lil bih' got all the sass
30 clip, it hangin' out
On ya block, we hangin' out
The AK gone sang it out
The time come don't fake it out
Sippin' on dirty, sippin' on red
Sippin' on act
Ain't nothin be dirty like my red
But my racks
If you ain't heard me
I'm here, i'm back
Already got yo bitch here
Suckin' dick
For them racks
AK, hit you up, broad day
At yo ass
Present to you
To send you to the past
I act a fool, when a big booty bitch wanna get whacked
What do you do?
You really don't do none of that
I want my cheddar, i'm gettin' cheddar
What is your tool boy?
Beretta
We makin' them noise
Me and the boys
Keep talkin'
I wipe his nose
Money gone make her go
Yeah that dirty gone make me go
Pick up the plastic bag, lil bitch
Pick it up fast, lil fast, lil bitch
I ain't got no love for you
But i'll smash, i'll smash, lil bitch
And i'm gone pour up, no D'usse
I ain't gone answer that, lil bitch
You a snitch, ooh
You tell
Blowin' that gas, ooh
Blowin' that kale
Fully loaded strap, ooh
Send you to hell
F*ck all that lame shit
You speak on my name, shit
We bout racks
The money bring all the ass
Make her top me in a Hellcat
Lil bih' got all the sass
30 clip, it hangin' out
On ya block, we hangin' out
The AK gone sang it out
The time come don't fake it out
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Yeah, uh uh
You a snitch, ooh
You tell
Blowin' that gas, ooh
Blowin' that kale
Fully loaded strap, ooh
Send you to hell
F*ck all that lame shit
You speak on my name, shit
We bout racks
The money bring all the ass
Make her top me in a Hellcat
Lil bih' got all the sass
30 clip, it hangin' out
On ya block, we hangin' out
The AK gone sang it out
The time come don't fake it out
Sippin' on dirty, sippin' on red
Sippin' on act
Ain't nothin be dirty like my red
But my racks
If you ain't heard me
I'm here, i'm back
Already got yo bitch here
Suckin' dick
For them racks
AK, hit you up, broad day
At yo ass
Present to you
To send you to the past
I act a fool, when a big booty bitch wanna get whacked
What do you do?
You really don't do none of that
I want my cheddar, i'm gettin' cheddar
What is your tool boy?
Beretta
We makin' them noise
Me and the boys
Keep talkin'
I wipe his nose
Money gone make her go
Yeah that dirty gone make me go
Pick up the plastic bag, lil bitch
Pick it up fast, lil fast, lil bitch
I ain't got no love for you
But i'll smash, i'll smash, lil bitch
And i'm gone pour up, no D'usse
I ain't gone answer that, lil bitch
You a snitch, ooh
You tell
Blowin' that gas, ooh
Blowin' that kale
Fully loaded strap, ooh
Send you to hell
F*ck all that lame shit
You speak on my name, shit
We bout racks
The money bring all the ass
Make her top me in a Hellcat
Lil bih' got all the sass
30 clip, it hangin' out
On ya block, we hangin' out
The AK gone sang it out
The time come don't fake it out
You a snitch, ooh
You tell
Blowin' that gas, ooh
Blowin' that kale
Fully loaded strap, ooh
Send you to hell
F*ck all that lame shit
You speak on my name, shit
We bout racks
The money bring all the ass
Make her top me in a Hellcat
Lil bih' got all the sass
30 clip, it hangin' out
On ya block, we hangin' out
The AK gone sang it out
The time come don't fake it out
Sippin' on dirty, sippin' on red
Sippin' on act
Ain't nothin be dirty like my red
But my racks
If you ain't heard me
I'm here, i'm back
Already got yo bitch here
Suckin' dick
For them racks
AK, hit you up, broad day
At yo ass
Present to you
To send you to the past
I act a fool, when a big booty bitch wanna get whacked
What do you do?
You really don't do none of that
I want my cheddar, i'm gettin' cheddar
What is your tool boy?
Beretta
We makin' them noise
Me and the boys
Keep talkin'
I wipe his nose
Money gone make her go
Yeah that dirty gone make me go
Pick up the plastic bag, lil bitch
Pick it up fast, lil fast, lil bitch
I ain't got no love for you
But i'll smash, i'll smash, lil bitch
And i'm gone pour up, no D'usse
I ain't gone answer that, lil bitch
You a snitch, ooh
You tell
Blowin' that gas, ooh
Blowin' that kale
Fully loaded strap, ooh
Send you to hell
F*ck all that lame shit
You speak on my name, shit
We bout racks
The money bring all the ass
Make her top me in a Hellcat
Lil bih' got all the sass
30 clip, it hangin' out
On ya block, we hangin' out
The AK gone sang it out
The time come don't fake it out
Writer: Juvan Moss
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