Cut into her FUCK a eater, hoe I need a throater uh
Open carry city, keep his pistol on his holster uh
Went and got some money, all of sudden my bitches colder uh
I be high as f*ck like I got beef with being sober
Hold on Brody, I can't let 'em see me eyes, like where my floaters at?
Gone shoot about my doggy, play with me, my doggy gone attack
I do this shit and give this shit my all, ain't no holding back
Warrenbaby You the best & I reply like bitch I'm knowing that
F*ck the Secret sauce, I got the Krabby Patty formula
They love me when they see me grab they phone and start recording us
WarrenBaby Where you been at? I been somewhere tryna Run it up
Got my own motion, ain't nobody have to plug me up
Hold on Brody come again? Ain't nobody plug me in
You like getting money too? Well, let's go get this money Twin
Niggas they be half assing, Me I be 100 in
Bad hoes and fast cash, how we bring the summer in
Opposition dead, think them niggas need a jump again
Sat his ass down, he won't never walk or run again
Know my mama proud got a wallet full of Benjamins
All we know is hustle, grind hard we gone get it in
Grinding like a bad rotor uh, baby coming over uh
Took me for a ride and now I'm blowing out her Motor uh
Hit it for a while and treat the hoe like ion know her uh
Then she hit my line and this exactly what I told her
Bro I cut into her, f*ck a eater hoe I need a throater
Open carry City keep his pistol on his holster
Say I went and got some money all of sudden my bitches colder
I be high as f*ck like I got beef with being sober
Hold on Brody I can't let 'em see my eyes like Where my floaters at?
Gone shoot about my doggy, play with me my doggy gone attack
I do this shit and give this shit my all, ain't no holding back
WarrenBaby you the best & I reply like bitch I'm knowing that
Bitch I'm knowing that, bitch I'm knowing that
I got 4-5 Packs finna land, back to back
Real shit no cap, dawg shit me and camp
WarrenBaby you the best gone head run it back
(Cut into her, f*ck a eater how I need a throater)
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Cut into her FUCK a eater, hoe I need a throater uh
Open carry city, keep his pistol on his holster uh
Went and got some money, all of sudden my bitches colder uh
I be high as f*ck like I got beef with being sober
Hold on Brody, I can't let 'em see me eyes, like where my floaters at?
Gone shoot about my doggy, play with me, my doggy gone attack
I do this shit and give this shit my all, ain't no holding back
Warrenbaby You the best & I reply like bitch I'm knowing that
F*ck the Secret sauce, I got the Krabby Patty formula
They love me when they see me grab they phone and start recording us
WarrenBaby Where you been at? I been somewhere tryna Run it up
Got my own motion, ain't nobody have to plug me up
Hold on Brody come again? Ain't nobody plug me in
You like getting money too? Well, let's go get this money Twin
Niggas they be half assing, Me I be 100 in
Bad hoes and fast cash, how we bring the summer in
Opposition dead, think them niggas need a jump again
Sat his ass down, he won't never walk or run again
Know my mama proud got a wallet full of Benjamins
All we know is hustle, grind hard we gone get it in
Grinding like a bad rotor uh, baby coming over uh
Took me for a ride and now I'm blowing out her Motor uh
Hit it for a while and treat the hoe like ion know her uh
Then she hit my line and this exactly what I told her
Bro I cut into her, f*ck a eater hoe I need a throater
Open carry City keep his pistol on his holster
Say I went and got some money all of sudden my bitches colder
I be high as f*ck like I got beef with being sober
Hold on Brody I can't let 'em see my eyes like Where my floaters at?
Gone shoot about my doggy, play with me my doggy gone attack
I do this shit and give this shit my all, ain't no holding back
WarrenBaby you the best & I reply like bitch I'm knowing that
Bitch I'm knowing that, bitch I'm knowing that
I got 4-5 Packs finna land, back to back
Real shit no cap, dawg shit me and camp
WarrenBaby you the best gone head run it back
(Cut into her, f*ck a eater how I need a throater)
Open carry city, keep his pistol on his holster uh
Went and got some money, all of sudden my bitches colder uh
I be high as f*ck like I got beef with being sober
Hold on Brody, I can't let 'em see me eyes, like where my floaters at?
Gone shoot about my doggy, play with me, my doggy gone attack
I do this shit and give this shit my all, ain't no holding back
Warrenbaby You the best & I reply like bitch I'm knowing that
F*ck the Secret sauce, I got the Krabby Patty formula
They love me when they see me grab they phone and start recording us
WarrenBaby Where you been at? I been somewhere tryna Run it up
Got my own motion, ain't nobody have to plug me up
Hold on Brody come again? Ain't nobody plug me in
You like getting money too? Well, let's go get this money Twin
Niggas they be half assing, Me I be 100 in
Bad hoes and fast cash, how we bring the summer in
Opposition dead, think them niggas need a jump again
Sat his ass down, he won't never walk or run again
Know my mama proud got a wallet full of Benjamins
All we know is hustle, grind hard we gone get it in
Grinding like a bad rotor uh, baby coming over uh
Took me for a ride and now I'm blowing out her Motor uh
Hit it for a while and treat the hoe like ion know her uh
Then she hit my line and this exactly what I told her
Bro I cut into her, f*ck a eater hoe I need a throater
Open carry City keep his pistol on his holster
Say I went and got some money all of sudden my bitches colder
I be high as f*ck like I got beef with being sober
Hold on Brody I can't let 'em see my eyes like Where my floaters at?
Gone shoot about my doggy, play with me my doggy gone attack
I do this shit and give this shit my all, ain't no holding back
WarrenBaby you the best & I reply like bitch I'm knowing that
Bitch I'm knowing that, bitch I'm knowing that
I got 4-5 Packs finna land, back to back
Real shit no cap, dawg shit me and camp
WarrenBaby you the best gone head run it back
(Cut into her, f*ck a eater how I need a throater)
Writer: Antonio Preston Jr.
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