(Yeah)
(Uh)
Yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Let's go
Yuh nawh mean
She like when I watch my tone
She checking "boy Khad... I want see your phone "
I checking "boy leave me alone"
In the passenger seat with my chrome
(Let's go)
I get the bag Santa
Black label I mix with Fanta
Let go 24 shots , Mamba
White car black tint look like a panda
I peep the play
Yeah I see meet up with rappers
Now they want a verse for free
I been in the streets got the key
No Nintendo boy this ain't no wii
My Brodie might empty the clip on the site
You better think twice if you come for a fight
I got bitches and bitches that line up on top of my Insta
They pull up if they want the pipe
(Hahahahah)
Ain't nobody touching
And no other rapper can't f*ck with me
If she swallow my kids she want custody
She want my baby so she could get stuck with me
In the bed I does slide cross the panty
If I cum in you , you got use the plan B
Ain't no bitch going f*ck up my plan g
I like to see your mother and your aunty
I'm a badass call me boosie
In the cut with the Glock and the uzi
I can't mess with that girl because she noosy
I still f*cked her in the car playing Toosii
She like when I watch my tone
She checking "boy Khad... I want see your phone"
I checking "boy leave me alone"
In the passenger seat with my chrome
(Let's go)
I get the bag Santa
Black label I mix with Fanta
Let go 24 shots , Mamba
White car black tint look like a panda
Pillow talking niggas leave me alone
You hating on me cause you want that
Pull out a pump
But I don't got asthma
Shoot up this bitch like I'm Gama
Bussin a move on all these Spanish bitches
Looking like salsa
Full up the car with the gas gas
Hot box smoking up all the zaza (yeah)
She want to smoke, marijuana
Watch how I dripping designer
I know what she want
And I know you what she need
I know she want to f*ck with a gangsta
Spark up anywhere that I go
They watching me like a Rasta
I thinking on going to Tampa
Link with the plug turn him to my pannuh
Like a dyke I pull out a strap
He turning his back and run for his life
Nigga you better be wise
Or you pay the price
An eye for eye (yeah)
My bitch she boujee and bad
She getting me hard she looking real nice (yeah)
We bring the pressure tonight (yeah)
We pull up and bussin the pipes
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(Yeah)
(Uh)
Yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Let's go
Yuh nawh mean
She like when I watch my tone
She checking "boy Khad... I want see your phone "
I checking "boy leave me alone"
In the passenger seat with my chrome
(Let's go)
I get the bag Santa
Black label I mix with Fanta
Let go 24 shots , Mamba
White car black tint look like a panda
I peep the play
Yeah I see meet up with rappers
Now they want a verse for free
I been in the streets got the key
No Nintendo boy this ain't no wii
My Brodie might empty the clip on the site
You better think twice if you come for a fight
I got bitches and bitches that line up on top of my Insta
They pull up if they want the pipe
(Hahahahah)
Ain't nobody touching
And no other rapper can't f*ck with me
If she swallow my kids she want custody
She want my baby so she could get stuck with me
In the bed I does slide cross the panty
If I cum in you , you got use the plan B
Ain't no bitch going f*ck up my plan g
I like to see your mother and your aunty
I'm a badass call me boosie
In the cut with the Glock and the uzi
I can't mess with that girl because she noosy
I still f*cked her in the car playing Toosii
She like when I watch my tone
She checking "boy Khad... I want see your phone"
I checking "boy leave me alone"
In the passenger seat with my chrome
(Let's go)
I get the bag Santa
Black label I mix with Fanta
Let go 24 shots , Mamba
White car black tint look like a panda
Pillow talking niggas leave me alone
You hating on me cause you want that
Pull out a pump
But I don't got asthma
Shoot up this bitch like I'm Gama
Bussin a move on all these Spanish bitches
Looking like salsa
Full up the car with the gas gas
Hot box smoking up all the zaza (yeah)
She want to smoke, marijuana
Watch how I dripping designer
I know what she want
And I know you what she need
I know she want to f*ck with a gangsta
Spark up anywhere that I go
They watching me like a Rasta
I thinking on going to Tampa
Link with the plug turn him to my pannuh
Like a dyke I pull out a strap
He turning his back and run for his life
Nigga you better be wise
Or you pay the price
An eye for eye (yeah)
My bitch she boujee and bad
She getting me hard she looking real nice (yeah)
We bring the pressure tonight (yeah)
We pull up and bussin the pipes
(Uh)
Yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Let's go
Yuh nawh mean
She like when I watch my tone
She checking "boy Khad... I want see your phone "
I checking "boy leave me alone"
In the passenger seat with my chrome
(Let's go)
I get the bag Santa
Black label I mix with Fanta
Let go 24 shots , Mamba
White car black tint look like a panda
I peep the play
Yeah I see meet up with rappers
Now they want a verse for free
I been in the streets got the key
No Nintendo boy this ain't no wii
My Brodie might empty the clip on the site
You better think twice if you come for a fight
I got bitches and bitches that line up on top of my Insta
They pull up if they want the pipe
(Hahahahah)
Ain't nobody touching
And no other rapper can't f*ck with me
If she swallow my kids she want custody
She want my baby so she could get stuck with me
In the bed I does slide cross the panty
If I cum in you , you got use the plan B
Ain't no bitch going f*ck up my plan g
I like to see your mother and your aunty
I'm a badass call me boosie
In the cut with the Glock and the uzi
I can't mess with that girl because she noosy
I still f*cked her in the car playing Toosii
She like when I watch my tone
She checking "boy Khad... I want see your phone"
I checking "boy leave me alone"
In the passenger seat with my chrome
(Let's go)
I get the bag Santa
Black label I mix with Fanta
Let go 24 shots , Mamba
White car black tint look like a panda
Pillow talking niggas leave me alone
You hating on me cause you want that
Pull out a pump
But I don't got asthma
Shoot up this bitch like I'm Gama
Bussin a move on all these Spanish bitches
Looking like salsa
Full up the car with the gas gas
Hot box smoking up all the zaza (yeah)
She want to smoke, marijuana
Watch how I dripping designer
I know what she want
And I know you what she need
I know she want to f*ck with a gangsta
Spark up anywhere that I go
They watching me like a Rasta
I thinking on going to Tampa
Link with the plug turn him to my pannuh
Like a dyke I pull out a strap
He turning his back and run for his life
Nigga you better be wise
Or you pay the price
An eye for eye (yeah)
My bitch she boujee and bad
She getting me hard she looking real nice (yeah)
We bring the pressure tonight (yeah)
We pull up and bussin the pipes
Writer: Albert Cabrera, Khalid Tavernier
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid