I crash into your wall
Tijuana Cartel man, they killed him in the car
He think he invincible, think he above the law
Gun'll drip, designer down, I'll merk you in the mall
Now Ahki got that puppy chow, he still pray to Allah
Most of you rappers pussy now, they need to wear a bra
Carefree stare, she lick me down, I skeet all in her jaw
Thot bitch she so groupie down, she slurped it in the mall
My kush I don't sell in a jar
Wedding cake 800 pounds, I'm trynna serve you all
Behind the wall, they locked me down, my back against the wall
Think you switch up on me while, but mother-f*ck you all
Niggas tryna buy my style, but it ain't in the mall
My bitch act so boujee, now she don't even like the mall
My closet designer down, that shit look like a mall (s'Gucci)
That shit look like a mall
Niggas tryna buy my style, but it ain't in the mall
My bitch act so boujee, now she don't even like the mall (mwah)
My closet designer down, that shit look like a mall (Guwop)
That shit look like a mall
Niggas actin' ignorant, crazy and belligerent
Plug up the ticket, an' ain't nobody diggin' it
Ain't nobody kickin' it, lot of niggas switchin' it
Plugs cuttin' heads off, arteries and ligaments
If you owe 'em fifty cent, in a bad predicament
The gon' bust your head by them dead green presidents
Wipin' down the evidence, shooters at my residence
All this water 'round, got me high, I think its heaven-sent
Doors, really kickin' it, the wolves really sendin' in
Cash, I be spendin' it, an' packs, I'm really shippin' it
A hundred bricks of three came in, an' I can see vividly
Drop-top like J.F. Kennedy
Niggas tryna buy my style, but it ain't in the mall
My bitch act so boujee, now she don't even like the mall
My closet designer down, that shit look like a mall (s'Gucci)
That shit look like a mall
Niggas tryna buy my style, but it ain't in the mall
My bitch act so boujee, now she don't even like the mall (mwah)
My closet designer down, that shit look like a mall (Guwop)
That shit look like a mall
That shit look like a mall (hah)
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I crash into your wall
Tijuana Cartel man, they killed him in the car
He think he invincible, think he above the law
Gun'll drip, designer down, I'll merk you in the mall
Now Ahki got that puppy chow, he still pray to Allah
Most of you rappers pussy now, they need to wear a bra
Carefree stare, she lick me down, I skeet all in her jaw
Thot bitch she so groupie down, she slurped it in the mall
My kush I don't sell in a jar
Wedding cake 800 pounds, I'm trynna serve you all
Behind the wall, they locked me down, my back against the wall
Think you switch up on me while, but mother-f*ck you all
Niggas tryna buy my style, but it ain't in the mall
My bitch act so boujee, now she don't even like the mall
My closet designer down, that shit look like a mall (s'Gucci)
That shit look like a mall
Niggas tryna buy my style, but it ain't in the mall
My bitch act so boujee, now she don't even like the mall (mwah)
My closet designer down, that shit look like a mall (Guwop)
That shit look like a mall
Niggas actin' ignorant, crazy and belligerent
Plug up the ticket, an' ain't nobody diggin' it
Ain't nobody kickin' it, lot of niggas switchin' it
Plugs cuttin' heads off, arteries and ligaments
If you owe 'em fifty cent, in a bad predicament
The gon' bust your head by them dead green presidents
Wipin' down the evidence, shooters at my residence
All this water 'round, got me high, I think its heaven-sent
Doors, really kickin' it, the wolves really sendin' in
Cash, I be spendin' it, an' packs, I'm really shippin' it
A hundred bricks of three came in, an' I can see vividly
Drop-top like J.F. Kennedy
Niggas tryna buy my style, but it ain't in the mall
My bitch act so boujee, now she don't even like the mall
My closet designer down, that shit look like a mall (s'Gucci)
That shit look like a mall
Niggas tryna buy my style, but it ain't in the mall
My bitch act so boujee, now she don't even like the mall (mwah)
My closet designer down, that shit look like a mall (Guwop)
That shit look like a mall
That shit look like a mall (hah)
Tijuana Cartel man, they killed him in the car
He think he invincible, think he above the law
Gun'll drip, designer down, I'll merk you in the mall
Now Ahki got that puppy chow, he still pray to Allah
Most of you rappers pussy now, they need to wear a bra
Carefree stare, she lick me down, I skeet all in her jaw
Thot bitch she so groupie down, she slurped it in the mall
My kush I don't sell in a jar
Wedding cake 800 pounds, I'm trynna serve you all
Behind the wall, they locked me down, my back against the wall
Think you switch up on me while, but mother-f*ck you all
Niggas tryna buy my style, but it ain't in the mall
My bitch act so boujee, now she don't even like the mall
My closet designer down, that shit look like a mall (s'Gucci)
That shit look like a mall
Niggas tryna buy my style, but it ain't in the mall
My bitch act so boujee, now she don't even like the mall (mwah)
My closet designer down, that shit look like a mall (Guwop)
That shit look like a mall
Niggas actin' ignorant, crazy and belligerent
Plug up the ticket, an' ain't nobody diggin' it
Ain't nobody kickin' it, lot of niggas switchin' it
Plugs cuttin' heads off, arteries and ligaments
If you owe 'em fifty cent, in a bad predicament
The gon' bust your head by them dead green presidents
Wipin' down the evidence, shooters at my residence
All this water 'round, got me high, I think its heaven-sent
Doors, really kickin' it, the wolves really sendin' in
Cash, I be spendin' it, an' packs, I'm really shippin' it
A hundred bricks of three came in, an' I can see vividly
Drop-top like J.F. Kennedy
Niggas tryna buy my style, but it ain't in the mall
My bitch act so boujee, now she don't even like the mall
My closet designer down, that shit look like a mall (s'Gucci)
That shit look like a mall
Niggas tryna buy my style, but it ain't in the mall
My bitch act so boujee, now she don't even like the mall (mwah)
My closet designer down, that shit look like a mall (Guwop)
That shit look like a mall
That shit look like a mall (hah)
Writer: Joshua Howard Luellen, Radric Delantic Davis
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.