[ Featuring Summrs ]
Hop out and my pistol tucked
I made the bitch get on my nerves
I held a Glock and watch him struggle
Hollow tips rip through his guts
Had them bullets watchin' cut
I had a stick and watch it through
Yeah, my bitch, she bad as shit (Jalen Go Kraz)
And I got these bitches mad as f*ck
I lost all the ones I loved
She just right next to me
I can't make this shit up
Tell me, what do you want?
Said I'm all talk
He said it was beef
I hit his bitch to my song
Know I thrive, you was my type
You mad 'cause I'm at yo' bitch house
You tried to understand fye
Know I shoot his bitch up, drank givin' me hiccups
In the cell, I was doin' sit-ups
In that bitch, I was doin' chin-ups
Haha (bitch)
Yyeah
Lil' Rino, Lil' Rino, Lil' Rino
It's Lil' Rino and Shine, yeah
Go, go, go, oh, oh, oh (Jalen Go Kraz)
Y'all niggas sip green
Got a lot on my jeans
And my chain on freeze
She my California breeze
Do this shit with the ease
.223 in my jeans
Bitch, I got what you need
Get his ass clapped, put him off the map
She like how I rap, she know I don't cap
Ridin' Maybach, she so laid back
Get 'em on my drill, they was on my back
Double R, black out that bitch
Got extended mag, make they ass get up in the car
Until they f*ckin' get yo' ass
He be talkin' crazy off the side of his neck 'til I get ass splat
I heard yo' boyfriend pussy, and I heard that he a rat
I'd never switch on my partners, I got millions of dollars
I'd get his ass shot, I'm with shottas, it's a problem
I'm a motherf*ckin' baby, I need my motherf*ckin' lean bottle
I don't pop no bottles, I f*ck models, yeah, I love them
I'm a motherf*ckin' baby, I need my motherf*ckin' lean bottle
I don't pop no bottles, I f*ck models, yeah, I love them (bitch)
Hop out and my pistol tucked
I made the bitch get on my nerves
I held a Glock and watch him struggle
Hollow tips rip through his guts
Had them bullets watchin' cut
I had a stick and watch it through
Yeah, my bitch, she bad as shit (Jalen Go Kraz)
And I got these bitches mad as f*ck
I lost all the ones I loved
She just right next to me
I can't make this shit up
Tell me, what do you want?
Said, I'm all talk
He said it was beef
I hit his bitch to my song
Know I thrive, you was my type
You mad 'cause I'm at yo' bitch house
You tried to understand fye
Know I shoot his bitch up, drank givin' me hiccups
In the cell, I was doin' sit-ups
In that bitch, I was doin' chin-ups
Haha
