Ayy, ayy, how wassup bitch, how wassup bitch, how wassup ayy
That nigga talk shit on the gram, hoe come say it to my face, bitch
Bitch, I speed in the car, yeah, I'm doin' the race, feel like Tay-K, bitch
When I pull up, you know that it's done, take your chain, bitch
Hoe, I pull up with choppers and sticks and I light the bitch up, no disgrace, bitch
Yeah, these niggas be runnin' like it was a track meet
Ayy, a hoe come over, she want suck my black meat
Bitch, I slide wit my gang, got a Glock 19, nigga run like an athlete
Tell that pussy come over, he don't want no smoke
Yeah, we runnin' them over, yeah, I make the bitch laugh like I'm tellin' a joke
Tellin' a joke, bitch, ayy, tellin' a joke, bitch
Watch yo mouth when you talkin' to me, you know how it get
Yeah, that nigga talk shit, but he know he a pussy, he get on the knees like a pet
Yeah, damn, uh, yeah, damn, yeah, uh, damn, damn, uh, yo
Uh, yeah, yeah, f*ckin' your hoe and I'm all in that guts
White hoes at work, she be makin' me buzz
Leavin' the crib, we slide back in a rush
Uh, yeah, I'ma like it, turn up my gang, you know that's my lucky
Lot of my body, you know I'm gon' spark it
Ten billion head, now your ass be a target
Been by the G League, come through and swerve
Said that you tough, but you buyin' a curve
Flex in the chain and we know it ain't just
Slide to your block, yo, eat me like Kirby
Stay in the trap with the switches and 30s
On Instagram while your hoe bein' flighty
Shakin' the hits like we out there in Jersey
F*ckin' Latifah, that boy in the jersey
He want the smoke, I'ma edit shit out like we makin' a hotbox
Hang with the niggas that ride, still be like
Tired of my niggas, we aimin' your dreadlocks
That's J to the B, cause I been on that block, boy
If you try bustin' these bullets, get shot, boy
Black and white diamonds on cover with rocks, boy
Nobody can't like we fightin' the rock, boy
Don't do the net, why the f*ck would I block, niggas
Yeah, man, let's show you the heart of the star, niggas
Set you up with the bad bitch, we gettin' it dry, niggas
Slide through Saint, ain't hearin' that part, nigga
Don't gotta do some bitch
Ayy, ayy, how wassup bitch, how wassup bitch, how wassup ayy
That nigga talk shit on the gram, hoe come say it to my face, bitch
Bitch, I speed in the car, yeah, I'm doin' the race, feel like Tay-K, bitch
When I pull up, you know that it's done, take your chain, bitch
Hoe, I pull up with choppers and sticks and I light the bitch up, no disgrace, bitch
Yeah, these niggas be runnin' like it was a track meet
Ayy, a hoe come over, she want suck my black meat
Bitch, I slide wit my gang, got a Glock 19, nigga run like an athlete
Tell that pussy come over, he don't want no smoke
Yeah, we runnin' them over, yeah, I make the bitch laugh like I'm tellin' a joke
Tellin' a joke, bitch, ayy, tellin' a joke, bitch
Watch yo mouth when you talkin' to me, you know how it get
Yeah, that nigga talk shit, but he know he a pussy, he get on the knees like a pet
Yeah, damn, uh, yeah, damn, yeah, uh, damn, damn, uh, yo
Yeah, damn
Yeah, damn
Damn, damn
Yeah