Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
(hahahahaha)
Yea, up in this bitch wit the cutter on me
Bitch I'm on bad business
Yea, these niggas keep stackin they ego up
I guess it's time to brag different
I'm sendin my goons to handle the business
I give em the glock wit the mag in it
Not finna get crossed up
That's why i park the car
It always be backed in
And I'm makin shit happen
When they see me they knowin I'm bringin these racks in
Got em thinkin I'm ex-military, got all the tactics
Bitch I'm in control, jus like a fascist
Line up your car, let's see who the fastest
Vroom vroom, nigga speedin off
In the dust that nigga get left off
Lil nigga sad, go give him a pep talk
This premium gas got me finna cough
(cough, cough)
Damn
Abracadabra nigga, got my knife i feel like ima stab a nigga
The f*ck is you lookin at muthaf*cker, I'm not no average rappin nigga
Lil hoe wanna f*ck, but ian no rabbit, nigga
A bitch keep talkin behind my back, the f*ck is you cappin for nigga
Youn get no hoes, and your song lame, the f*ck is you rappin for nigga
And I'm leaving early from the function with a plate, go head and wrap it up nigga
(haha)
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English
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
(hahahahaha)
Yea, up in this bitch wit the cutter on me
Bitch I'm on bad business
Yea, these niggas keep stackin they ego up
I guess it's time to brag different
I'm sendin my goons to handle the business
I give em the glock wit the mag in it
Not finna get crossed up
That's why i park the car
It always be backed in
And I'm makin shit happen
When they see me they knowin I'm bringin these racks in
Got em thinkin I'm ex-military, got all the tactics
Bitch I'm in control, jus like a fascist
Line up your car, let's see who the fastest
Vroom vroom, nigga speedin off
In the dust that nigga get left off
Lil nigga sad, go give him a pep talk
This premium gas got me finna cough
(cough, cough)
Damn
Abracadabra nigga, got my knife i feel like ima stab a nigga
The f*ck is you lookin at muthaf*cker, I'm not no average rappin nigga
Lil hoe wanna f*ck, but ian no rabbit, nigga
A bitch keep talkin behind my back, the f*ck is you cappin for nigga
Youn get no hoes, and your song lame, the f*ck is you rappin for nigga
And I'm leaving early from the function with a plate, go head and wrap it up nigga
(haha)
(hahahahaha)
Yea, up in this bitch wit the cutter on me
Bitch I'm on bad business
Yea, these niggas keep stackin they ego up
I guess it's time to brag different
I'm sendin my goons to handle the business
I give em the glock wit the mag in it
Not finna get crossed up
That's why i park the car
It always be backed in
And I'm makin shit happen
When they see me they knowin I'm bringin these racks in
Got em thinkin I'm ex-military, got all the tactics
Bitch I'm in control, jus like a fascist
Line up your car, let's see who the fastest
Vroom vroom, nigga speedin off
In the dust that nigga get left off
Lil nigga sad, go give him a pep talk
This premium gas got me finna cough
(cough, cough)
Damn
Abracadabra nigga, got my knife i feel like ima stab a nigga
The f*ck is you lookin at muthaf*cker, I'm not no average rappin nigga
Lil hoe wanna f*ck, but ian no rabbit, nigga
A bitch keep talkin behind my back, the f*ck is you cappin for nigga
Youn get no hoes, and your song lame, the f*ck is you rappin for nigga
And I'm leaving early from the function with a plate, go head and wrap it up nigga
(haha)
Writer: Todd Forbes
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid