I'm off drugs I told shawty this shit here a bad habit
Big ole guns ain't no talking boy just send yo whole addy
I told all em I'm the one, them la boys can't f*ck with us
Omt bitch I'm a thug, capital like murder one
I come hopping out that sprinter van, and just in case we miss, ain't no thinking bitch we spin again
Inside this glock hold 33, I shoot like Scottie Pippen man
We got bad intentions, we don't listen, we some hooligans
Change the topic, dumb ass hoe say get up off of me
Ever since I caught her with that nigga she been stalking me
Man I swear to god I hate a bitch that's always talking, please
Shut the f*ck up hoe you make me sick, bitch watch my stomach bleed
Sike bitch I'm kidding, Kae'Lynn I'm babysitting
Ain't talk my shit in a minute
So bitch this how I'm feeling
Daimonds gliss, inside this bitch we got them sticks
Studio bump rock and roll, I'm in this bitch with Kyle and Nick
Groupie hoe blow up my phone, she steady keep calling it
I pray, feel like I'm Colin, one one knee like Kapernick
30 deep inside my jeans I shoot and I can handle kick
Trap bumping like a speaker
Trap bumping like a speaker
Trap bumping like a speaker hold up bitch I'm bagging it
Wear a hat, I catch a trick this Glock it shoot out magic tricks
Come here baby, this a blick I'll show you how to handle it
Bitch cheated gave her a kiss, now bitch drink this camel piss
Bitch I'm never really sober
Exotic bad bitch she suck my dick I buy her boba
Period sex, average yea it got bloody in October
It don't smell like cat piss, dorm studying with a cobra
Yea she my blood donor
Ain't pressing rewind f*ck that hoe I never owned her
She want beef call it static
Bitch I'm in the streets, hoe you lucky you a bad bitch
You better listen to Travis
Bitch go call your daddy
Pull up on Saint nick and dump that fully automatic
I'm off drugs I told shawty this shit here a bad habit
Big ole guns ain't no talking boy just send yo whole addy
I told all em I'm the one, them la boys can't f*ck with us
OMT bitch I'm a thug, capital like murder one
I come hopping out that sprinter van, and just in case we miss, ain't no thinking bitch we spin again
Inside this Glock hold 33, I shoot like Scottie Pippen man
We got bad intentions, we don't listen, we some hooligans
We some hooligans yea
Yea we some hooligans yea
Aye yea we some hooligans yea
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I'm off drugs I told shawty this shit here a bad habit
Big ole guns ain't no talking boy just send yo whole addy
I told all em I'm the one, them la boys can't f*ck with us
Omt bitch I'm a thug, capital like murder one
I come hopping out that sprinter van, and just in case we miss, ain't no thinking bitch we spin again
Inside this glock hold 33, I shoot like Scottie Pippen man
We got bad intentions, we don't listen, we some hooligans
Change the topic, dumb ass hoe say get up off of me
Ever since I caught her with that nigga she been stalking me
Man I swear to god I hate a bitch that's always talking, please
Shut the f*ck up hoe you make me sick, bitch watch my stomach bleed
Sike bitch I'm kidding, Kae'Lynn I'm babysitting
Ain't talk my shit in a minute
So bitch this how I'm feeling
Daimonds gliss, inside this bitch we got them sticks
Studio bump rock and roll, I'm in this bitch with Kyle and Nick
Groupie hoe blow up my phone, she steady keep calling it
I pray, feel like I'm Colin, one one knee like Kapernick
30 deep inside my jeans I shoot and I can handle kick
Trap bumping like a speaker
Trap bumping like a speaker
Trap bumping like a speaker hold up bitch I'm bagging it
Wear a hat, I catch a trick this Glock it shoot out magic tricks
Come here baby, this a blick I'll show you how to handle it
Bitch cheated gave her a kiss, now bitch drink this camel piss
Bitch I'm never really sober
Exotic bad bitch she suck my dick I buy her boba
Period sex, average yea it got bloody in October
It don't smell like cat piss, dorm studying with a cobra
Yea she my blood donor
Ain't pressing rewind f*ck that hoe I never owned her
She want beef call it static
Bitch I'm in the streets, hoe you lucky you a bad bitch
You better listen to Travis
Bitch go call your daddy
Pull up on Saint nick and dump that fully automatic
I'm off drugs I told shawty this shit here a bad habit
Big ole guns ain't no talking boy just send yo whole addy
I told all em I'm the one, them la boys can't f*ck with us
OMT bitch I'm a thug, capital like murder one
I come hopping out that sprinter van, and just in case we miss, ain't no thinking bitch we spin again
Inside this Glock hold 33, I shoot like Scottie Pippen man
We got bad intentions, we don't listen, we some hooligans
We some hooligans yea
Yea we some hooligans yea
Aye yea we some hooligans yea
Big ole guns ain't no talking boy just send yo whole addy
I told all em I'm the one, them la boys can't f*ck with us
Omt bitch I'm a thug, capital like murder one
I come hopping out that sprinter van, and just in case we miss, ain't no thinking bitch we spin again
Inside this glock hold 33, I shoot like Scottie Pippen man
We got bad intentions, we don't listen, we some hooligans
Change the topic, dumb ass hoe say get up off of me
Ever since I caught her with that nigga she been stalking me
Man I swear to god I hate a bitch that's always talking, please
Shut the f*ck up hoe you make me sick, bitch watch my stomach bleed
Sike bitch I'm kidding, Kae'Lynn I'm babysitting
Ain't talk my shit in a minute
So bitch this how I'm feeling
Daimonds gliss, inside this bitch we got them sticks
Studio bump rock and roll, I'm in this bitch with Kyle and Nick
Groupie hoe blow up my phone, she steady keep calling it
I pray, feel like I'm Colin, one one knee like Kapernick
30 deep inside my jeans I shoot and I can handle kick
Trap bumping like a speaker
Trap bumping like a speaker
Trap bumping like a speaker hold up bitch I'm bagging it
Wear a hat, I catch a trick this Glock it shoot out magic tricks
Come here baby, this a blick I'll show you how to handle it
Bitch cheated gave her a kiss, now bitch drink this camel piss
Bitch I'm never really sober
Exotic bad bitch she suck my dick I buy her boba
Period sex, average yea it got bloody in October
It don't smell like cat piss, dorm studying with a cobra
Yea she my blood donor
Ain't pressing rewind f*ck that hoe I never owned her
She want beef call it static
Bitch I'm in the streets, hoe you lucky you a bad bitch
You better listen to Travis
Bitch go call your daddy
Pull up on Saint nick and dump that fully automatic
I'm off drugs I told shawty this shit here a bad habit
Big ole guns ain't no talking boy just send yo whole addy
I told all em I'm the one, them la boys can't f*ck with us
OMT bitch I'm a thug, capital like murder one
I come hopping out that sprinter van, and just in case we miss, ain't no thinking bitch we spin again
Inside this Glock hold 33, I shoot like Scottie Pippen man
We got bad intentions, we don't listen, we some hooligans
We some hooligans yea
Yea we some hooligans yea
Aye yea we some hooligans yea
Writer: Louis Larrieu
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