My lil bitch a city girl
You know she love to act up
My brothers'll gun you down
If you wanna go act dumb
I can't hang with you lil boy
You better get yo racks up
Step up in the party
You know I'm so f*ckin gassed up
My lil bitch gon do what I say
How much bread? I get paid everyday
How much head? I get laid everyday
Stuntin on bitches is something I may
Do what I want, ain't shit you could say
Stay on my dick, you'd think they was gay
If she's yo girl why she callin me bae
My lil bitch a city girl
You know she love to act up
My brothers'll gun you down
If you wanna go act dumb
I can't hang with you lil boy
You better get yo racks up
Step up in the party
You know I'm so f*ckin gassed up
U Know takin yo girl's just something I gotta do
If she want me more, then that's really on you
Voicemail from a thirsty hoe
Lockjaw, gave yo bitch a sore throat
I smoke exotic, that's fur on my coat
Pretty kitty, ima call that bitch Doja
Got her kissin through the phone, I'm a soulja
I forgot her name, I ain't even finna hold ya
I don't even save numbers I just
I don't even get stressed, I just roll up
Drop the kids on her face I'm a doner
My lil bitch a city girl
You know she love to act up
My brothers'll gun you down
If you wanna go act dumb
I can't hang with you lil boy
You better get yo racks up
Step up in the party
You know I'm so f*ckin gassed up
Im a city boy, yeah ain't none of that soft shit
My girl a petty bitch
And you know she love to talk shit
Yeah I cheated but we back, it's kinda toxic
Know I bring the cold, it's too much hot shit