(Hellcat Racks)
Super Saiyan E, yeah, aye, go
I'm with Hellcat
Aye, let's go
Yeah, Super Saiyan E, yeah
Woah, woah, woah
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Aye, the nigga talk shit then it's over, yeah
I make it spooky like it's October
The OG strain, it be my odor
I'm ballin' hard with my left, Lamar Odom
Yeah, already thought that I told you
Sorry Momma but I'm gettin' older
Momma done raised her a goddamn soldier, yeah
Salute to me and it's over
She love the tulips, and she love the roses
I part that Red Sea nigga like Moses (Yeah)
Momma told me watch who you close to
The ones that f*ck you over, it be the closest
Lil' Eddie done damn near went global
She tryna kick shit like a dojo
I hate these 3 bitches like Mojo Jojo, yeah
I just be movin', my solo my dolo, oh yeah
Best believe I can take yo bitch
Like photo, like a photo, oh yeah
No flagrant foul, I got that tech on me
No Nike, these niggas ain't check on me
I came from the West, ain't no Sheck on me (Uh huh)
I came from the woods ain't no Chucky, my nigga (Super Saiyan E, yeah, heyyuhh)
I got a fake I.D., McLovin my nigga
I f*ck that bitch then I change subjects my nigga (Change that)
(You f*cked up, Eddie)
She stay in my phone, making all them assumptions
Supreme hoodie on me nigga, I'm strutting my nigga
Remember when we ain't had nothing (My nigga)
Now all of my niggas got something (Something my nigga)
These bitches they always want something
If you got a tool on you nigga then up it (Up that bitch)
Jack told me "Chill nigga, we up in public"
My bad, these niggas they goin' out sad
Niggas think that they the shit with a badge
I'm with Hellcat lemme show you
How to get them mothaf*ckin' racks
Go get you a bag (Go get you a bag, yeah)
Aye, let's go
Yeah, Super Saiyan E, yeah
Woah, woah, woah
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Aye, the nigga talk shit then it's over, yeah
I make it spooky like it's October
The OG strain, it be my odor
I'm ballin' hard with my left, Lamar Odom
Yeah, already thought that I told you
Sorry Momma but I'm gettin' older
Momma done raised her a goddamn soldier, yeah
Salute to me and it's over
She love the tulips, and she love the roses
I part that Red Sea nigga like Moses
Momma told me watch who you close to
The ones that f*ck you over, it be the closest
Lil' Eddie done damn near went global
She tryna kick shit like a dojo
I hate these 3 bitches like Mojo Jojo, yeah
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(Hellcat Racks)
Super Saiyan E, yeah, aye, go
I'm with Hellcat
Aye, let's go
Yeah, Super Saiyan E, yeah
Woah, woah, woah
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Aye, the nigga talk shit then it's over, yeah
I make it spooky like it's October
The OG strain, it be my odor
I'm ballin' hard with my left, Lamar Odom
Yeah, already thought that I told you
Sorry Momma but I'm gettin' older
Momma done raised her a goddamn soldier, yeah
Salute to me and it's over
She love the tulips, and she love the roses
I part that Red Sea nigga like Moses (Yeah)
Momma told me watch who you close to
The ones that f*ck you over, it be the closest
Lil' Eddie done damn near went global
She tryna kick shit like a dojo
I hate these 3 bitches like Mojo Jojo, yeah
I just be movin', my solo my dolo, oh yeah
Best believe I can take yo bitch
Like photo, like a photo, oh yeah
No flagrant foul, I got that tech on me
No Nike, these niggas ain't check on me
I came from the West, ain't no Sheck on me (Uh huh)
I came from the woods ain't no Chucky, my nigga (Super Saiyan E, yeah, heyyuhh)
I got a fake I.D., McLovin my nigga
I f*ck that bitch then I change subjects my nigga (Change that)
(You f*cked up, Eddie)
She stay in my phone, making all them assumptions
Supreme hoodie on me nigga, I'm strutting my nigga
Remember when we ain't had nothing (My nigga)
Now all of my niggas got something (Something my nigga)
These bitches they always want something
If you got a tool on you nigga then up it (Up that bitch)
Jack told me "Chill nigga, we up in public"
My bad, these niggas they goin' out sad
Niggas think that they the shit with a badge
I'm with Hellcat lemme show you
How to get them mothaf*ckin' racks
Go get you a bag (Go get you a bag, yeah)
Aye, let's go
Yeah, Super Saiyan E, yeah
Woah, woah, woah
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Aye, the nigga talk shit then it's over, yeah
I make it spooky like it's October
The OG strain, it be my odor
I'm ballin' hard with my left, Lamar Odom
Yeah, already thought that I told you
Sorry Momma but I'm gettin' older
Momma done raised her a goddamn soldier, yeah
Salute to me and it's over
She love the tulips, and she love the roses
I part that Red Sea nigga like Moses
Momma told me watch who you close to
The ones that f*ck you over, it be the closest
Lil' Eddie done damn near went global
She tryna kick shit like a dojo
I hate these 3 bitches like Mojo Jojo, yeah
Super Saiyan E, yeah, aye, go
I'm with Hellcat
Aye, let's go
Yeah, Super Saiyan E, yeah
Woah, woah, woah
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Aye, the nigga talk shit then it's over, yeah
I make it spooky like it's October
The OG strain, it be my odor
I'm ballin' hard with my left, Lamar Odom
Yeah, already thought that I told you
Sorry Momma but I'm gettin' older
Momma done raised her a goddamn soldier, yeah
Salute to me and it's over
She love the tulips, and she love the roses
I part that Red Sea nigga like Moses (Yeah)
Momma told me watch who you close to
The ones that f*ck you over, it be the closest
Lil' Eddie done damn near went global
She tryna kick shit like a dojo
I hate these 3 bitches like Mojo Jojo, yeah
I just be movin', my solo my dolo, oh yeah
Best believe I can take yo bitch
Like photo, like a photo, oh yeah
No flagrant foul, I got that tech on me
No Nike, these niggas ain't check on me
I came from the West, ain't no Sheck on me (Uh huh)
I came from the woods ain't no Chucky, my nigga (Super Saiyan E, yeah, heyyuhh)
I got a fake I.D., McLovin my nigga
I f*ck that bitch then I change subjects my nigga (Change that)
(You f*cked up, Eddie)
She stay in my phone, making all them assumptions
Supreme hoodie on me nigga, I'm strutting my nigga
Remember when we ain't had nothing (My nigga)
Now all of my niggas got something (Something my nigga)
These bitches they always want something
If you got a tool on you nigga then up it (Up that bitch)
Jack told me "Chill nigga, we up in public"
My bad, these niggas they goin' out sad
Niggas think that they the shit with a badge
I'm with Hellcat lemme show you
How to get them mothaf*ckin' racks
Go get you a bag (Go get you a bag, yeah)
Aye, let's go
Yeah, Super Saiyan E, yeah
Woah, woah, woah
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Aye, the nigga talk shit then it's over, yeah
I make it spooky like it's October
The OG strain, it be my odor
I'm ballin' hard with my left, Lamar Odom
Yeah, already thought that I told you
Sorry Momma but I'm gettin' older
Momma done raised her a goddamn soldier, yeah
Salute to me and it's over
She love the tulips, and she love the roses
I part that Red Sea nigga like Moses
Momma told me watch who you close to
The ones that f*ck you over, it be the closest
Lil' Eddie done damn near went global
She tryna kick shit like a dojo
I hate these 3 bitches like Mojo Jojo, yeah
Writer: Edgar Charles
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