Just hopped out the scat I just blew all the za down need anotha pack throw the ball like im f*ckin dak pop a pill like a tic tack
Why blowin my line for yo bitch back
This gun go blow yo shit back
It's got a switch you still acting goofy like a bitch counting my money all the time cause you know im rich so high finna serve off in f*ckin ditch
Boutta get a extendo mag I just cop don't look at the tag gotta get high pour up an 8
Slept in now im kinda late
Just got back from another state now we on yo ass betta clean yo slate yuh
Bitch wanted ties I don't wanna date now we rocking bape yuh
Putting all my ice on steppin weird we ain't finna be nice huh
Cook that shit up like it's rice huh
Me and gang playin with cheese like we mice huh I'm roll it like it's dice huh
Yuh call up gang said what you on
Now I'm running from the police like a marathon
Steppin to hard forgot I had my ice on
Yeah that boy a snake yeah he a python
Got girly in the whip said she was down to ride now you over here switching f*ckin sides
I just wanted short for the neck imma correst why you walking round undressed you told me you were the best
Now I'm doing lines of blow baby you wasn't supposed to know now I got it on me like a pole baby don't take my soul
Baby you left me here to die now sittin here wanna lie now you switching sides you with another guy
Shorty hurt me so bad imma need a stretcher
She left her panties on my f*ckin dresser
Been through so much but nah I don't miss her the whole time she ain't know I was f*ckin with her sister
Imma have a bitch bend over like it's twister
Wanna roll another blunt where the f*ckin swisher
It's the first date and no I ain't finna kiss her
It was her old man's nah no I didn't diss her
It's starting to get cold it's almost winter
I was almost done where the f*ck did I put my gun f*ckin shorty with a bun we goin have a son
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Just hopped out the scat I just blew all the za down need anotha pack throw the ball like im f*ckin dak pop a pill like a tic tack
Why blowin my line for yo bitch back
This gun go blow yo shit back
It's got a switch you still acting goofy like a bitch counting my money all the time cause you know im rich so high finna serve off in f*ckin ditch
Boutta get a extendo mag I just cop don't look at the tag gotta get high pour up an 8
Slept in now im kinda late
Just got back from another state now we on yo ass betta clean yo slate yuh
Bitch wanted ties I don't wanna date now we rocking bape yuh
Putting all my ice on steppin weird we ain't finna be nice huh
Cook that shit up like it's rice huh
Me and gang playin with cheese like we mice huh I'm roll it like it's dice huh
Yuh call up gang said what you on
Now I'm running from the police like a marathon
Steppin to hard forgot I had my ice on
Yeah that boy a snake yeah he a python
Got girly in the whip said she was down to ride now you over here switching f*ckin sides
I just wanted short for the neck imma correst why you walking round undressed you told me you were the best
Now I'm doing lines of blow baby you wasn't supposed to know now I got it on me like a pole baby don't take my soul
Baby you left me here to die now sittin here wanna lie now you switching sides you with another guy
Shorty hurt me so bad imma need a stretcher
She left her panties on my f*ckin dresser
Been through so much but nah I don't miss her the whole time she ain't know I was f*ckin with her sister
Imma have a bitch bend over like it's twister
Wanna roll another blunt where the f*ckin swisher
It's the first date and no I ain't finna kiss her
It was her old man's nah no I didn't diss her
It's starting to get cold it's almost winter
I was almost done where the f*ck did I put my gun f*ckin shorty with a bun we goin have a son
Why blowin my line for yo bitch back
This gun go blow yo shit back
It's got a switch you still acting goofy like a bitch counting my money all the time cause you know im rich so high finna serve off in f*ckin ditch
Boutta get a extendo mag I just cop don't look at the tag gotta get high pour up an 8
Slept in now im kinda late
Just got back from another state now we on yo ass betta clean yo slate yuh
Bitch wanted ties I don't wanna date now we rocking bape yuh
Putting all my ice on steppin weird we ain't finna be nice huh
Cook that shit up like it's rice huh
Me and gang playin with cheese like we mice huh I'm roll it like it's dice huh
Yuh call up gang said what you on
Now I'm running from the police like a marathon
Steppin to hard forgot I had my ice on
Yeah that boy a snake yeah he a python
Got girly in the whip said she was down to ride now you over here switching f*ckin sides
I just wanted short for the neck imma correst why you walking round undressed you told me you were the best
Now I'm doing lines of blow baby you wasn't supposed to know now I got it on me like a pole baby don't take my soul
Baby you left me here to die now sittin here wanna lie now you switching sides you with another guy
Shorty hurt me so bad imma need a stretcher
She left her panties on my f*ckin dresser
Been through so much but nah I don't miss her the whole time she ain't know I was f*ckin with her sister
Imma have a bitch bend over like it's twister
Wanna roll another blunt where the f*ckin swisher
It's the first date and no I ain't finna kiss her
It was her old man's nah no I didn't diss her
It's starting to get cold it's almost winter
I was almost done where the f*ck did I put my gun f*ckin shorty with a bun we goin have a son
Writer: Mason Brown
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