What the f*ck these niggas talkin' bout These niggas broke and they don't got no money
Don't make me pull up to your momma house I spit your face, choppa, eat your face
Then I copy paste for them niggas that you hang with
Should've never told me all them niggas that you came with
Niggas wanna play, so I'm bout to play hangman
Niggas don't think that I live by that life How about we put the gun down
Nigga, knuck, if you buck, Choppa singing like Whitney these niggas
Barbies like Nicki, She call me Hector with the bands
Cause I got hundreds and fifties What you wanna do, my guy?
I got that motherf*ckin' fye, Nigga be hoes, nigga be pussy
You act like you wanna die Like okay, like okay, like okay, like okay
Bitch, don't play, bitch, don't play Bitch, don't play, bitch, don't play
Big-ass gun, nigga, boy, you better run You Ran away just like your f*ckin' dad
You your daddy's son And I run this shit like the general
She bout to suck on my genitals Yeah, she throw it back
Like damn, God bless you Shorty been givin' out miracles
She suck on my dick like a titty milk Nut on her face like Cetaphil, huh
Catch these bullets, call it Benadryl, huh I got niggas and they in the field, huh
Choppin niggas givin' em a facelift Pump shotty, make a nigga wanna forfeit
You get murked, pussy in the dirt I wipe you off the turf, bitch
What the f*ck these niggas talkin' bout? These niggas broken, they don't got no money
Don't make me pull up to your mama house I spit your face, Choppa, eat your face
Then I copy paste for them niggas that you hang with
Should've never told me all them niggas that you came with
Niggas wanna play, so I'm bout to play hangman
Niggas don't think that I live by that life How about we put the gun down
Nigga, knuck, if you buck
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What the f*ck these niggas talkin' bout These niggas broke and they don't got no money
Don't make me pull up to your momma house I spit your face, choppa, eat your face
Then I copy paste for them niggas that you hang with
Should've never told me all them niggas that you came with
Niggas wanna play, so I'm bout to play hangman
Niggas don't think that I live by that life How about we put the gun down
Nigga, knuck, if you buck, Choppa singing like Whitney these niggas
Barbies like Nicki, She call me Hector with the bands
Cause I got hundreds and fifties What you wanna do, my guy?
I got that motherf*ckin' fye, Nigga be hoes, nigga be pussy
You act like you wanna die Like okay, like okay, like okay, like okay
Bitch, don't play, bitch, don't play Bitch, don't play, bitch, don't play
Big-ass gun, nigga, boy, you better run You Ran away just like your f*ckin' dad
You your daddy's son And I run this shit like the general
She bout to suck on my genitals Yeah, she throw it back
Like damn, God bless you Shorty been givin' out miracles
She suck on my dick like a titty milk Nut on her face like Cetaphil, huh
Catch these bullets, call it Benadryl, huh I got niggas and they in the field, huh
Choppin niggas givin' em a facelift Pump shotty, make a nigga wanna forfeit
You get murked, pussy in the dirt I wipe you off the turf, bitch
What the f*ck these niggas talkin' bout? These niggas broken, they don't got no money
Don't make me pull up to your mama house I spit your face, Choppa, eat your face
Then I copy paste for them niggas that you hang with
Should've never told me all them niggas that you came with
Niggas wanna play, so I'm bout to play hangman
Niggas don't think that I live by that life How about we put the gun down
Nigga, knuck, if you buck
Don't make me pull up to your momma house I spit your face, choppa, eat your face
Then I copy paste for them niggas that you hang with
Should've never told me all them niggas that you came with
Niggas wanna play, so I'm bout to play hangman
Niggas don't think that I live by that life How about we put the gun down
Nigga, knuck, if you buck, Choppa singing like Whitney these niggas
Barbies like Nicki, She call me Hector with the bands
Cause I got hundreds and fifties What you wanna do, my guy?
I got that motherf*ckin' fye, Nigga be hoes, nigga be pussy
You act like you wanna die Like okay, like okay, like okay, like okay
Bitch, don't play, bitch, don't play Bitch, don't play, bitch, don't play
Big-ass gun, nigga, boy, you better run You Ran away just like your f*ckin' dad
You your daddy's son And I run this shit like the general
She bout to suck on my genitals Yeah, she throw it back
Like damn, God bless you Shorty been givin' out miracles
She suck on my dick like a titty milk Nut on her face like Cetaphil, huh
Catch these bullets, call it Benadryl, huh I got niggas and they in the field, huh
Choppin niggas givin' em a facelift Pump shotty, make a nigga wanna forfeit
You get murked, pussy in the dirt I wipe you off the turf, bitch
What the f*ck these niggas talkin' bout? These niggas broken, they don't got no money
Don't make me pull up to your mama house I spit your face, Choppa, eat your face
Then I copy paste for them niggas that you hang with
Should've never told me all them niggas that you came with
Niggas wanna play, so I'm bout to play hangman
Niggas don't think that I live by that life How about we put the gun down
Nigga, knuck, if you buck
Writer: Pharrell Hardy
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