Yeah, her RNA bring a fireball, I do it Callin' her, have you been through it
She wanna f*ck with a moment Tryna pull a tree, she ain't gon' lose it
These niggas, they findin' her swag real quick F*ckin' all her, then I pass that bitch
She want some love, I can't love that bitch Runnin' around, we gon' shoot that shit
She straight makin' your ass leak Walkin' up, momma, too fleek
Bitch, you know I'ma choke, baby Off of that lock, I been lazy
And my bitch, she look bad, guess she ride with a pistol, yeah
Chalk, give you early dismissal She blew me down when she don't need a whistle
Sippin' on yellow lean, shit hard to fish Bullets too hot, this shit blow like a missile
I'm goin' up like I'm f*ckin' a fish, yeah Come on, let it go, come on, let it go
Nigga, be stillin' on flow, let it go I got my niggas, they ride with that pole
Shootin' that shit, they shoot for the love She wanna f*ck me, I'm takin' her soul
She blow her high, I'm outta the ball Shit, she know me, she don't even know
I got my shooters, they shoot, they gon' go She wanna f*ck me, they f*ckin' my bro
Buildin' racks, I need many more I'm comin' here, we boutta stop
And now you already know, yeah, yeah, yeah We finna find you, we find where you stayin
He wanna diss on my bro, I don't play it He wanna diss on me, niggas insane
Hoes, hoes, hoes can't swap in planes She said that's you for slayin
Servin' up tax with a motherf*ckin' son of Smokin' on ganja, it ain't long
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Yeah, her RNA bring a fireball, I do it Callin' her, have you been through it
She wanna f*ck with a moment Tryna pull a tree, she ain't gon' lose it
These niggas, they findin' her swag real quick F*ckin' all her, then I pass that bitch
She want some love, I can't love that bitch Runnin' around, we gon' shoot that shit
She straight makin' your ass leak Walkin' up, momma, too fleek
Bitch, you know I'ma choke, baby Off of that lock, I been lazy
And my bitch, she look bad, guess she ride with a pistol, yeah
Chalk, give you early dismissal She blew me down when she don't need a whistle
Sippin' on yellow lean, shit hard to fish Bullets too hot, this shit blow like a missile
I'm goin' up like I'm f*ckin' a fish, yeah Come on, let it go, come on, let it go
Nigga, be stillin' on flow, let it go I got my niggas, they ride with that pole
Shootin' that shit, they shoot for the love She wanna f*ck me, I'm takin' her soul
She blow her high, I'm outta the ball Shit, she know me, she don't even know
I got my shooters, they shoot, they gon' go She wanna f*ck me, they f*ckin' my bro
Buildin' racks, I need many more I'm comin' here, we boutta stop
And now you already know, yeah, yeah, yeah We finna find you, we find where you stayin
He wanna diss on my bro, I don't play it He wanna diss on me, niggas insane
Hoes, hoes, hoes can't swap in planes She said that's you for slayin
Servin' up tax with a motherf*ckin' son of Smokin' on ganja, it ain't long
She wanna f*ck with a moment Tryna pull a tree, she ain't gon' lose it
These niggas, they findin' her swag real quick F*ckin' all her, then I pass that bitch
She want some love, I can't love that bitch Runnin' around, we gon' shoot that shit
She straight makin' your ass leak Walkin' up, momma, too fleek
Bitch, you know I'ma choke, baby Off of that lock, I been lazy
And my bitch, she look bad, guess she ride with a pistol, yeah
Chalk, give you early dismissal She blew me down when she don't need a whistle
Sippin' on yellow lean, shit hard to fish Bullets too hot, this shit blow like a missile
I'm goin' up like I'm f*ckin' a fish, yeah Come on, let it go, come on, let it go
Nigga, be stillin' on flow, let it go I got my niggas, they ride with that pole
Shootin' that shit, they shoot for the love She wanna f*ck me, I'm takin' her soul
She blow her high, I'm outta the ball Shit, she know me, she don't even know
I got my shooters, they shoot, they gon' go She wanna f*ck me, they f*ckin' my bro
Buildin' racks, I need many more I'm comin' here, we boutta stop
And now you already know, yeah, yeah, yeah We finna find you, we find where you stayin
He wanna diss on my bro, I don't play it He wanna diss on me, niggas insane
Hoes, hoes, hoes can't swap in planes She said that's you for slayin
Servin' up tax with a motherf*ckin' son of Smokin' on ganja, it ain't long
Writer: A C
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