[ Featuring Mike WiLL Made It ]
Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
Mm-hmm, hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm
Mike WiLL, Mike WiLL
(Mike WiLL Made It)
Mike WiLL, Mike WiLL (Trap-A-Holics, bitch)
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Bang, bang, bang, bang (yeah, yeah)
Bang (yeah), bang (damn, son, wehre'd you find this?)
Bang, bang, bang, ayy (yeah)
Gotta have a ball, I have it all
I gotta ball, speedin' too hard
Please call the law, bitch, I'm the boss
Old school Ross (Trap-A-Holics, turn up)
2020 Cullinan
She got out and told her friends
Told her come and eat my dick
I don't know if I should send
I can have her and her friend
And I don't care if they twins
Chickens be cluckin' like hens
And I pull up in a Benz' (real trap shit)
Nigga hatin' on me, I don't know why
Prolly 'cause he a f*ckin' broke boy
I done sold more coke than a coke boy
Is you gangsta or not? I don't know, boy
Why you mad at me? Why you mad at me?
That's how you gon' be, I'm still gonna eat
Why you mad at me? Why you mad at me?
That's how you gon' be, I'm still gonna eat
Niggas be like, "Wa-wa-wa, wa-wa-wa"
Please don't be mad, go get a bag
Wa-wa-wa, wa-wa-wa
Get in yo' bag, you lookin' sad
(Mike-Will, Sosa and DJ Pharris
F*ck around and get embarrassed)
