[ Featuring Dottie Banks ]
Pockets swole starting to feel like
Buddy Love around this bitch
Dogging hoes, um
Cin't no puppy love
Cround this bitch
Huckleberry blue my denim
That I stuff inside my breech
Fight or flight
Shit we gone fight it out
You tripping in this bitch
What's the word
Shit, we gone find it out
Gone bust yo stupid ass
I got my striker
If I fight ya
I'm gone cut yo stupid ass
We up that fye
Shit slang that lighter
We gone burn yo stupid ass
The block been hot
Upon that nawf
Better watch yo turns
Up in that traffic
Boy I send them, grave diggers
We pop out at night, and be with real killas
Wig splitters
Knock a pussy boy
Up out his braid extensions
Shit get wicked
Talking like he with it
Heard he in his feelings
Tripping bout a bitch
Might be insane
I'm feeling like Sid Vicious
Poppin out in traffic
Get to swerving
I be bugging out
Heard he on my head
Shit it's on, then
Come and test it out
Heard they took yo pole
Boy you a hoe
Them niggas packed you out
Stop playing with a nigga
Pussy nigga go, and watch yo mouth
Catch him in traffic
Rosa Park the whip
I buss him up, green dot
My evil twin
I try to comprehend
Like what you mean dot?
Go get em gone, stretch something
You dish it out
I'm dishing too
Pole on me in that hellcat
For that fisher price
Shit I'm fishing too
Riding cutlass
On the east thugging, like the Dudley's
Put yo pussy ass
Up underneath the ground
Just like you Tubman
Bronem this a hot car
In this bitch with hot potatoes
Fully loaded
We gone stake out
Ct them places that you hanging
Cye, what the f*ck is that?
Bitch I be that wild boy
Hunting for them many men
Reckless nigga, stupid nigga
Watch me go, and step up on em
Let me know that I'm insane
Might let it bang
Gone and put a setter on em
Outta touch ain't from these roots
Left him hanging by his chain too
Heard the nigga making music
Heard he want some dreads too
Pussy boy ain't from this water, and his bitch a lame too
F*ck up out my face
Pussy bitch this ain't the same two
Stomp him out
In these Nike checks
Cll black my Nike tech
I feel like Ye
No, I can't show my face
You out yo body yet
Been having conversations with myself
Cbout that murder shit
So if it's beef
Don't care how long it take
Bet you get murdered bitch
Buck fifty him
This razor blade like wic
I'm trying to feed him this
Doggybone like Scooby
Plastic surgeon end up treating this
You want to play
Shit we can play this way
Shit bring yo niggas through
Chains swanging
It's gone be neck hanging
With them niggas too
Cl Haymon, money may be the way
Get that nigga poof
That nigga coof
I knock his coofie off
Then hug his mama dukes
Doggybone a bitch, like Marmaduke
Come see what karma do
Cll that energy you bringing
You bets to keep body armor too
Who ducking what?
You ain't tough enough
To duck yo pussy ass
Magazine this bitch double XL
You know this shit a wrap
Got Yeezy Gap
Hoodie ain't hugging shit
So you can't see the strap
Oh you tired
This shit a go down
It ain't no fix a flat
Get em gone fa-fa
Bust his dome, this stick got porn clips
That mean you f*cked
In every single way
Wish you weren't born bitch
Dread headed gave him red tips
He died in blood bitch
That pole leaning on my pelvis bone
Like I'm off mud bitch
