What's the word
What's the word
What's the word
What's the word
What's the word up for that question
I'm still waiting on that answer
All these bitches beg for smoke but they not ready for that cancer
Got the Glocky with the laser, it be red just like them scanners
Up the metal like I'm Shao Kahn, how I swing that f*cking hammer
Bitches be talking, what's the word
What's the word up in your plot
Sipping purple mixed with Percocets, I pour it in my pop
Got my homie with the drake, masked up at the spot
Got your homie in that pack, he get us high like astronaut
Yeah, we playing with them sticks, like a grandma knitting blankets
Yeah, we shooting out the window, hit a witness, that's mistaken
Boy, your girl be in my phone, she bend it over need a spanking
Up the heater on that that pig, I cooked some bitch, I made some bacon
Threw that 40K in cash, bitch, I feel like Ronald Reagan
Bitch I'm dropping every week yeah these bitches think I'm playing
Why you say i sell my soul bitch I do not f*ck with satan
Satan get down low and he give me education
What's the word
What's the word
What's the word
What's the word
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What's the word
What's the word
What's the word
What's the word
What's the word up for that question
I'm still waiting on that answer
All these bitches beg for smoke but they not ready for that cancer
Got the Glocky with the laser, it be red just like them scanners
Up the metal like I'm Shao Kahn, how I swing that f*cking hammer
Bitches be talking, what's the word
What's the word up in your plot
Sipping purple mixed with Percocets, I pour it in my pop
Got my homie with the drake, masked up at the spot
Got your homie in that pack, he get us high like astronaut
Yeah, we playing with them sticks, like a grandma knitting blankets
Yeah, we shooting out the window, hit a witness, that's mistaken
Boy, your girl be in my phone, she bend it over need a spanking
Up the heater on that that pig, I cooked some bitch, I made some bacon
Threw that 40K in cash, bitch, I feel like Ronald Reagan
Bitch I'm dropping every week yeah these bitches think I'm playing
Why you say i sell my soul bitch I do not f*ck with satan
Satan get down low and he give me education
What's the word
What's the word
What's the word
What's the word
What's the word
What's the word
What's the word
What's the word up for that question
I'm still waiting on that answer
All these bitches beg for smoke but they not ready for that cancer
Got the Glocky with the laser, it be red just like them scanners
Up the metal like I'm Shao Kahn, how I swing that f*cking hammer
Bitches be talking, what's the word
What's the word up in your plot
Sipping purple mixed with Percocets, I pour it in my pop
Got my homie with the drake, masked up at the spot
Got your homie in that pack, he get us high like astronaut
Yeah, we playing with them sticks, like a grandma knitting blankets
Yeah, we shooting out the window, hit a witness, that's mistaken
Boy, your girl be in my phone, she bend it over need a spanking
Up the heater on that that pig, I cooked some bitch, I made some bacon
Threw that 40K in cash, bitch, I feel like Ronald Reagan
Bitch I'm dropping every week yeah these bitches think I'm playing
Why you say i sell my soul bitch I do not f*ck with satan
Satan get down low and he give me education
What's the word
What's the word
What's the word
What's the word
Writer: Malin Coakley
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