Yeah, she like, do you like that
Choppa it's gone bite back
We know you not like that
Walkin' outta house
Shit I'm tripping where my pipe at
Five, five, six can stop a bus
Lil nigga, you can't fight that
Sippin' on that syrup with no breakfast
(Breakfast)
Tell that bitch to eat me, stop that texting
(stop that texting)
Leave her like a post, she so messy
So messy
Wit gang kicking shit like I'm messy
(Like I'm Messi)
I just bolcked that hoe ,green message
I get what I want, I ain't stressin
Choppa come thru', it do damage
Pipes another prec , she can't stand it
Got that
Just walked out Balenc I'm so fly
So fly
This choppa small but still can tak yo life
Take that life
She do, whatever I say, anti gotta tell her twice
Gotta tell it twice
Yn in that feild just like Jerry rice
With my brothers just like Mario
We keep a pipe
Keep it pipe
Won't get set up by no hoe n that's on, Jesus Christ
On god
Got that
T-Rex, let's go to the start
Take a flight, thank you
Nigga try me imma yahhhhhhhh
Tried to show this hoe that I'm the man
Shorty wanna f*ck me , for my rubber bands
Fineshyt , told her text me when she f*cking land
No, I can't go, no, not again
Smokin' on that Doja, just got me high
Bitch, I'm in a foreign Coop
Slidin' with a guys
Thinking that she, she want me no
Bitch, I'm the prize
I just walked in with my pole
With the fyee
Coolin wit my slimes
Can't even waste no time
I just took a prec
Got me out my mind
Been a bad-ass kid since I was nine
Brotha walked in side the trap you know he brought the nine
Keep on talkin' crazy end up on fox nine9
Momma told me do the crime, you gotta do the time
I can't trust no hoe, no
Cuz them bicthes lying
I just walk around, show my mama I can shine
Got a show my momma yeah, I can grind
When I come, up best believe that I'm gone brig the guys,
I just f*ck that hoe, no mention, I ain't need no drive
I can't trust that hoe, no, no, I ain't gon' keep lyin
Why that hoe keep lyin'
Up that Glock two times
In a telly with a bad bitch, finna break her spine
Diamonds shinin' in my ear, yeah, make you blind
Green beam on the bling, send you to the sky
Gettin' money, yeah, they hate it
Bitch, I wonder why
Rockin' number nine
Bitch, I get too fly
Rocky hold a nine
Bitch, I up that fye
Talk it down on that gang
You gon' f*ckin' die
Uh, uh, uh
She don't like that
Hit it, she gon' fight back
She a bad hoe
But that lil' shit fat though
Brace face, she a bad hoe
Brace, brace face, she a bad hoe