In the A.G. geeked, as f*ck
On the percs, im booted up
Pop pills, I ain't new to this stuff
Niggas pussy i make shit blow
So good, pussy made me bust
Told my label, need all of the cash
Bitch, I want all of the bread and the crumbs
He say count up a ton
He say count up the racks, hell yeah
I'm tryna f*ck up her bun
Y'all just f*cked up her back, hell yeah
Take a little break, but I'm back, hell yeah
Still run around with the Mac, hell yeah
Big ass stick, I ain't playin' in nfl
Shit on my dick, told that bitch to come here
Tell my opps to pop out
These niggas ain't know nothin
Pourin' on lean, I ain't bluffin
Cut a bitch out, man, she always fussin
Shout it out, I'm bussin
Shout it out, I'm shootin
I'm tryna f*ck up my ex hoe
But I don't like how she movin
Bitch, I'm on a lot of drugs right now
I'm on some shit they ain't doin
Can't f*ck with her she god damn clown
And I don't like how she movin
These f*ck niggas ain't gettin' no guap
I'm glad this shit amusing
I got big glock, not a rookie
Boy, I'm shootin
Catch a opp broad day
I'm tryna catch another one tomorrow
No the bitch can't stay
I'm finna f*ck another hoe tomorrow
I got big glock, bitch
Now this boy, I don't gotta borrow
I got caught up damn
F*ck 12 boy, I'ma beat the charge, though
In the A.G. geeked, as f*ck
On the percs, im booted up
Pop pills, I ain't new to this stuff
Niggas pussy i make shit blow
So good, pussy made me bust
Told my label, need all of the cash
Bitch, I want all of the bread and the crumbs