All my homies hate aiirbear
Smoking up a bag
Yeah I'm on that track
15 in my bands
Need a hundred grand
Spend it make back
Pull up got that swag
And we flippin bags, yuh
I don't want it if the bitch ain't bad
Flipping I pull up and trip on your bitch and I got it intact, aye (uh)
I don't want nothing to do with your man, he falling back fast
You're talking your shit, you're running your mouth, but you can play uh
I hit it in back so don't give a damn what you gotta say, yea
Aye, what a bitch
Filled up her lips
She a bad bitch
She a bad bitch, I
No time for tricks
No time for your shit
She know I'm lit, yea yea
I'm making a hit
Smoking up a bag
Yeah I'm on that track
15 in my bands
Need a hundred grand
Spend it make back
Pull up got that swag
And we flippin bags, yuh
I don't want it if the bitch ain't bad
Flipping I pull up and trip on your bitch and I got it intact, aye (uh)
I don't want nothing to do with your man, he falling back fast
You're talking your shit, you're running your mouth, but you can play uh
I hit it in back so don't give a damn what you gotta say, yea
Aye, what a bitch
Filled up her lips
She a bad bitch
She a bad bitch, I
No time for tricks
No time for your shit
She know I'm lit, yea yea
I'm making a hit