His bitch was asking for it
So I gave it to her
Bitch we in the trap
What the f*ck you doing
If it's a pound or better
We can't bring it to you
We made it out the gutta
Nigga hallelujah
Bitch I ain't at home
Hit my trap phone
We can't leave the spot
Until it's all gone
Screaming free my brother
Until they bring him home
Forever il be thugging
Til the day I'm gone
Glock it's right beside me
That's my side piece
Let a nigga try me
It's a body
Now he a nobody
Just for trying me
My potna outcha riding
He caught a homicide
If you don't see my car at home
Hit my trap phone
Bitches say that ima dog
I guess these hoes a bone
Backwood to the face dog
I swear I'm super stoned
Niggas out here so wrong
They wanna be my clone
But listen up I'm hot dog
They need to ketchup
Swerving out the lot dog
I'm hitting donuts
Forgis on the whip dog
Them bitches sitting up
And plus I got exhaust dog
It sound like hiccups
His bitch was asking for it
So I gave it to her
Bitch we in the trap
What the f*ck you doing
If it's a pound or better
We can't bring it to you
We made it out the gutta
Nigga hallelujah
Bitch I ain't at home
Hit my trap phone
We can't leave the spot
Until it's all gone
Screaming free my brother
Until they bring him home
Forever il be thugging
Til the day I'm gone
I'm leaning I'm feigning a four
Off white shit clean like some soap
We the klan hang your bitch by a rope
My bitch got a tan just like the dope
Peter piper Ima pick up your hoe
Dick her down then go smoke a port
Pull up on em with the hole
Pow pow left his ass in the rode
Trap money I ain't doing no shows
Bad bitches I ain't screwing you hoes
Watch your bitch cause im cool on the low
F*ck these hoes they be doing the most
I'm in the yo with your bitch and my bro
We making hits and she hitting them notes
Hit the door with a stick and a pole
Stick em up bitch give me that throat
You cant hit my cup because im sipping muddy
Your bitch wanna f*ck i call her nutty buddy
For you she be on desert but she puddle for me
I smack her on the ass she get it wetter for me
His bitch was asking for it
So I gave it to her
Bitch we in the trap
What the f*ck you doing
If it's a pound or better
We can't bring it to you
We made it out the gutta
Nigga hallelujah
Bitch I ain't at home
Hit my trap phone
We can't leave the spot
Until it's all gone
Screaming free my brother
Until they bring him home
Forever il be thugging
Til the day I'm gone
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His bitch was asking for it
So I gave it to her
Bitch we in the trap
What the f*ck you doing
If it's a pound or better
We can't bring it to you
We made it out the gutta
Nigga hallelujah
Bitch I ain't at home
Hit my trap phone
We can't leave the spot
Until it's all gone
Screaming free my brother
Until they bring him home
Forever il be thugging
Til the day I'm gone
Glock it's right beside me
That's my side piece
Let a nigga try me
It's a body
Now he a nobody
Just for trying me
My potna outcha riding
He caught a homicide
If you don't see my car at home
Hit my trap phone
Bitches say that ima dog
I guess these hoes a bone
Backwood to the face dog
I swear I'm super stoned
Niggas out here so wrong
They wanna be my clone
But listen up I'm hot dog
They need to ketchup
Swerving out the lot dog
I'm hitting donuts
Forgis on the whip dog
Them bitches sitting up
And plus I got exhaust dog
It sound like hiccups
His bitch was asking for it
So I gave it to her
Bitch we in the trap
What the f*ck you doing
If it's a pound or better
We can't bring it to you
We made it out the gutta
Nigga hallelujah
Bitch I ain't at home
Hit my trap phone
We can't leave the spot
Until it's all gone
Screaming free my brother
Until they bring him home
Forever il be thugging
Til the day I'm gone
I'm leaning I'm feigning a four
Off white shit clean like some soap
We the klan hang your bitch by a rope
My bitch got a tan just like the dope
Peter piper Ima pick up your hoe
Dick her down then go smoke a port
Pull up on em with the hole
Pow pow left his ass in the rode
Trap money I ain't doing no shows
Bad bitches I ain't screwing you hoes
Watch your bitch cause im cool on the low
F*ck these hoes they be doing the most
I'm in the yo with your bitch and my bro
We making hits and she hitting them notes
Hit the door with a stick and a pole
Stick em up bitch give me that throat
You cant hit my cup because im sipping muddy
Your bitch wanna f*ck i call her nutty buddy
For you she be on desert but she puddle for me
I smack her on the ass she get it wetter for me
His bitch was asking for it
So I gave it to her
Bitch we in the trap
What the f*ck you doing
If it's a pound or better
We can't bring it to you
We made it out the gutta
Nigga hallelujah
Bitch I ain't at home
Hit my trap phone
We can't leave the spot
Until it's all gone
Screaming free my brother
Until they bring him home
Forever il be thugging
Til the day I'm gone
So I gave it to her
Bitch we in the trap
What the f*ck you doing
If it's a pound or better
We can't bring it to you
We made it out the gutta
Nigga hallelujah
Bitch I ain't at home
Hit my trap phone
We can't leave the spot
Until it's all gone
Screaming free my brother
Until they bring him home
Forever il be thugging
Til the day I'm gone
Glock it's right beside me
That's my side piece
Let a nigga try me
It's a body
Now he a nobody
Just for trying me
My potna outcha riding
He caught a homicide
If you don't see my car at home
Hit my trap phone
Bitches say that ima dog
I guess these hoes a bone
Backwood to the face dog
I swear I'm super stoned
Niggas out here so wrong
They wanna be my clone
But listen up I'm hot dog
They need to ketchup
Swerving out the lot dog
I'm hitting donuts
Forgis on the whip dog
Them bitches sitting up
And plus I got exhaust dog
It sound like hiccups
His bitch was asking for it
So I gave it to her
Bitch we in the trap
What the f*ck you doing
If it's a pound or better
We can't bring it to you
We made it out the gutta
Nigga hallelujah
Bitch I ain't at home
Hit my trap phone
We can't leave the spot
Until it's all gone
Screaming free my brother
Until they bring him home
Forever il be thugging
Til the day I'm gone
I'm leaning I'm feigning a four
Off white shit clean like some soap
We the klan hang your bitch by a rope
My bitch got a tan just like the dope
Peter piper Ima pick up your hoe
Dick her down then go smoke a port
Pull up on em with the hole
Pow pow left his ass in the rode
Trap money I ain't doing no shows
Bad bitches I ain't screwing you hoes
Watch your bitch cause im cool on the low
F*ck these hoes they be doing the most
I'm in the yo with your bitch and my bro
We making hits and she hitting them notes
Hit the door with a stick and a pole
Stick em up bitch give me that throat
You cant hit my cup because im sipping muddy
Your bitch wanna f*ck i call her nutty buddy
For you she be on desert but she puddle for me
I smack her on the ass she get it wetter for me
His bitch was asking for it
So I gave it to her
Bitch we in the trap
What the f*ck you doing
If it's a pound or better
We can't bring it to you
We made it out the gutta
Nigga hallelujah
Bitch I ain't at home
Hit my trap phone
We can't leave the spot
Until it's all gone
Screaming free my brother
Until they bring him home
Forever il be thugging
Til the day I'm gone
Writer: Myels Carroll, Tyson Porter
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