That boy is good
Got four ounces in my two liter, Bad yellow bitch ridin in my two seater
And we headed to the Gwop, GPS said the destination is the top
Speeding up the interstate, hand gripping grain, If you ain't bout no money get the
F*ck up out my lane nigga, Cause we headed to the Gwop, GPS said the
Destination is the top
Pedal to the metal, I ain't stopping for shit
We selling dope and hitting licks, do anything to get rich
She bouncing out, selling pussy, sucking dick on the strip
I know you squares don't understand, but listen, that's my bitch anyway
She down to ride and we like Bonnie and Clyde
Put her on the interstate and fill the rental with pies
Yeah I got cash on my mind, and my chick do too
They say your bitch is a reflection of you
Ain't that the truth
Definition of the truth
I ain't stopping for shit
We selling dope and hitting licks, do anything to get rich
She bouncing out, selling pussy, sucking dick on the strip
I know you squares don't understand, but listen, that's my bitch anyway
I know you squares don't understand, but listen, that's my bitch anyway
I know you squares don't understand, but listen, that's my bitch anyway
I know you squares don't understand, but listen, that's my bitch anyway
I know you squares don't understand, but listen, that's my bitch anyway
I know you squares don't understand, but listen, that's my bitch anyway