Black ski mask in the back, ready to shake some
Champagne molly, they're the reason I ain't ate none
Call AJ, put glass in the cuban
Niggas wanna kill me, had to bulletproof the Yukon
Mask, scat pack, ass fat, and it's black, yeah
Four trash bags filled up with popatine, yeah
Chocolate bitch in some all black Timbs, yeah
Dog food trap ain't serving nun but white folk, yeah
Crack rock trap ain't serving nun but Mexicans, yeah
Drink spot ain't serving nun but rap boys, yeah
Problem child, I don't wanna do nothin' but tote sticks, yeah
Ghetto bitch, she don't wanna do nothin' but suck dick
Black ski mask in the back, ready to shake some
Champagne molly, they're the reason I ain't ate none
Call AJ, put glass in the cuban
Niggas wanna kill me, had to bulletproof the Yukon
Four white girls, got them geeked up on the snow, yeah
Four-track hawks, got them backed in at the store, yeah
Breakdown trap, I'm servin' anxiety for the low, yeah
Big Valencia runners, P90 Rugas stuck right in my coat, yeah
Niggas wanna kill me, damn near went broke trying to pay all of my shooters
Black ski mask in the kitchen, walk around, can't contact when I'm whipping
New era, all the young niggas want 50
Pop at your top trying to knock off your bitch
I just made 200 plays at the store on the coach
I keep that Ruga in my coat, no kizzy
Big TRS come and hog up the road
Flip phone, I ain't servin' nothin' but cut stove
300 on me, I'm froze
Big boogers in the trunk like I play with my nose, yeah
Chop came back in that mode
They'll take the work before you jump on the road, yeah
Chop came back in that mode
They'll take the work, then we jump on the road, let's get it
Black ski mask in the back, ready to shake some
Champagne molly, they're the reason I ain't ate none
Call AJ, put glass in the cuban
Niggas wanna kill me, had to bulletproof the Yukon
Mask, scat pack, ass fat, and it's black, yeah
Four trash bags filled up with popatine, yeah
Chocolate bitch in some all black Timbs, yeah
Dog food trap ain't serving nun but white folk, yeah
Crack rock trap ain't serving nun but Mexicans, yeah
Drink spot ain't serving nun but rap boys, yeah
Problem child, I don't wanna do nothin' but tote sticks, yeah
Ghetto bitch, she don't wanna do nothin' but suck dick
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Black ski mask in the back, ready to shake some
Champagne molly, they're the reason I ain't ate none
Call AJ, put glass in the cuban
Niggas wanna kill me, had to bulletproof the Yukon
Mask, scat pack, ass fat, and it's black, yeah
Four trash bags filled up with popatine, yeah
Chocolate bitch in some all black Timbs, yeah
Dog food trap ain't serving nun but white folk, yeah
Crack rock trap ain't serving nun but Mexicans, yeah
Drink spot ain't serving nun but rap boys, yeah
Problem child, I don't wanna do nothin' but tote sticks, yeah
Ghetto bitch, she don't wanna do nothin' but suck dick
Black ski mask in the back, ready to shake some
Champagne molly, they're the reason I ain't ate none
Call AJ, put glass in the cuban
Niggas wanna kill me, had to bulletproof the Yukon
Four white girls, got them geeked up on the snow, yeah
Four-track hawks, got them backed in at the store, yeah
Breakdown trap, I'm servin' anxiety for the low, yeah
Big Valencia runners, P90 Rugas stuck right in my coat, yeah
Niggas wanna kill me, damn near went broke trying to pay all of my shooters
Black ski mask in the kitchen, walk around, can't contact when I'm whipping
New era, all the young niggas want 50
Pop at your top trying to knock off your bitch
I just made 200 plays at the store on the coach
I keep that Ruga in my coat, no kizzy
Big TRS come and hog up the road
Flip phone, I ain't servin' nothin' but cut stove
300 on me, I'm froze
Big boogers in the trunk like I play with my nose, yeah
Chop came back in that mode
They'll take the work before you jump on the road, yeah
Chop came back in that mode
They'll take the work, then we jump on the road, let's get it
Black ski mask in the back, ready to shake some
Champagne molly, they're the reason I ain't ate none
Call AJ, put glass in the cuban
Niggas wanna kill me, had to bulletproof the Yukon
Mask, scat pack, ass fat, and it's black, yeah
Four trash bags filled up with popatine, yeah
Chocolate bitch in some all black Timbs, yeah
Dog food trap ain't serving nun but white folk, yeah
Crack rock trap ain't serving nun but Mexicans, yeah
Drink spot ain't serving nun but rap boys, yeah
Problem child, I don't wanna do nothin' but tote sticks, yeah
Ghetto bitch, she don't wanna do nothin' but suck dick
Champagne molly, they're the reason I ain't ate none
Call AJ, put glass in the cuban
Niggas wanna kill me, had to bulletproof the Yukon
Mask, scat pack, ass fat, and it's black, yeah
Four trash bags filled up with popatine, yeah
Chocolate bitch in some all black Timbs, yeah
Dog food trap ain't serving nun but white folk, yeah
Crack rock trap ain't serving nun but Mexicans, yeah
Drink spot ain't serving nun but rap boys, yeah
Problem child, I don't wanna do nothin' but tote sticks, yeah
Ghetto bitch, she don't wanna do nothin' but suck dick
Black ski mask in the back, ready to shake some
Champagne molly, they're the reason I ain't ate none
Call AJ, put glass in the cuban
Niggas wanna kill me, had to bulletproof the Yukon
Four white girls, got them geeked up on the snow, yeah
Four-track hawks, got them backed in at the store, yeah
Breakdown trap, I'm servin' anxiety for the low, yeah
Big Valencia runners, P90 Rugas stuck right in my coat, yeah
Niggas wanna kill me, damn near went broke trying to pay all of my shooters
Black ski mask in the kitchen, walk around, can't contact when I'm whipping
New era, all the young niggas want 50
Pop at your top trying to knock off your bitch
I just made 200 plays at the store on the coach
I keep that Ruga in my coat, no kizzy
Big TRS come and hog up the road
Flip phone, I ain't servin' nothin' but cut stove
300 on me, I'm froze
Big boogers in the trunk like I play with my nose, yeah
Chop came back in that mode
They'll take the work before you jump on the road, yeah
Chop came back in that mode
They'll take the work, then we jump on the road, let's get it
Black ski mask in the back, ready to shake some
Champagne molly, they're the reason I ain't ate none
Call AJ, put glass in the cuban
Niggas wanna kill me, had to bulletproof the Yukon
Mask, scat pack, ass fat, and it's black, yeah
Four trash bags filled up with popatine, yeah
Chocolate bitch in some all black Timbs, yeah
Dog food trap ain't serving nun but white folk, yeah
Crack rock trap ain't serving nun but Mexicans, yeah
Drink spot ain't serving nun but rap boys, yeah
Problem child, I don't wanna do nothin' but tote sticks, yeah
Ghetto bitch, she don't wanna do nothin' but suck dick
Writer: Dalemonte Stilley
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