[ Featuring Cotto ]
Cotto told me no tune on this mothaf*cka, so-
Bad bitch, smoke hookah then I dick her down
Unh, unh
Trap niggas up they sack when I come around
Yea, you hear that fa-fa-fa they get to duckin' down
You want a verse from me, nigga, toss me a hundred pounds
It get cold in the winter, in the 206
Ask me if I love her, I said, "Shit, it's a hit or miss"
Still trap, scam, break a bitch and hit a lick
Ridin' with Lil Seeto, he said, "D, it's time to go legit"
My hands in so many of these lanes, do you catch my drift?
I'll give the opp the hammer, he nail my bitch
I use the Arm & Hammer when I whip that bitch
The pistol go from semi to a fully when you flip that switch
I don't got time to waste time, it take time for greatness
The party don't start till I walk in, please excuse my lateness
She rushin' to swallow my kid's but my kid's teachin' me patience
I popped me a perc and my suv startin' to feel like spaceship
I'm workin' real hard, on the grave-shift
I hang around powerful people, thought I was Mason
And I'm runnin' these niggas down, you thought I was Jason
Bad bitch, smoke hookah then I dick her down
Unh, unh
Trap niggas up they sack when I come around
Yea, you hear that fa-fa-fa they get to duckin' down
You want a verse from me, nigga, toss me a hundred pounds
Every bitch wanna play in my hair cause it's shoulder length
My bitch hair down to her ass, I don't know the length
I kiss her and she feel it in her calf, that's the spirit in me
Real nigga tales, you can hear it in me
If you never flipped a bale stop the trap talk
I put my finger to her lips, stop the back talk
I gotta call my dealership, just tried to sell a Track-Hawk
Cuddy wanna catch a body for me like a mascot
Every new bitch that I knock want some ass shots
My old opps been dead, past tense, past shot
Knicked 'em on the corner of his head, that's a glass shot
Shootin' in the crowd, 'lil nigga, that's a bad shot
Bad bitch, smoke hookah then I dick her down
Unh, unh
Trap niggas up they sack when I come around (They do that, too)
Yea, you hear that fa-fa-fa they get to duckin' down (Haha)
You want a verse from me, nigga, toss me a hundred pounds (Where its at?)
