[Fox BD]
(You don't know who Cartier is?)
Yeah
This the typa timing I'm on
[Fox BD]
He ain't blow his gun when he had a chance too
We took his pole (I outta buck him)
Little bro can't keep no money in his pocket
Soon as he get it, he blow it on hoes (He a pitiful)
I can quit this rap shit today
I go post up on figaro
I better not catch my bitch fucking off
Put hot sauce on her rose (Ah-ha, bitch)
[Fox BD]
You get caught, nigga don't sing
Stick to the G code (He be gang)
Ever since I heard the feds on our trail
We been speaking in code (Shh)
I can tell your trap ain't doing no numbers
Why you keep switching clothes (He know nothing)
I ain't had time to wash my ass
I had this shit on three days in a row
[DDG]
Ain't been to the Yak in a minute, I done lost my touch, need to go back home (Fuck)
I fuck with the hood bitches, I ain't picking her up unless I got my pole (Okay)
I got me a hood bitch in the back of the 'Bach and I'm making her moan (Come on)
I'm giving her good dick and I'm making her shine, like she all in her phone (Damn)
These niggas wanna beef 'bout bitches, I'm never gon' get it ('Kay)
I already hit it (Hit it), what the fuck you gon' do? Make her unfuck her nigga?
She a motherfuckin' freak
When she comes to the house, she going to fuck the whole house off the liquor (For real)
If you asked who had cracked, she don't know about that
Don't know how many niggas (Don't know how many niggas)
[Fox BD]
He ain't blow his gun when he had a chance too
We took his pole (I outta buck him)
Little bro can't keep no money in his pocket
Soon as he get it, he blow it on hoes (He a pitiful)
I can quit this rap shit today
I go post up on figaro
I better not catch my bitch fucking off
Put hot sauce on her rose (Ah-ha, bitch)
[Seddy Hendrinx]
And I'm fresh off the plane
I done count up a dub
All these bitches they tryna get in (I swear)
Yeah I'm peeping they motive
Shit heavy like boulders
I told you I ball for the win
I got twenties and fifties and hunnids
I won't stop, let me know when you coming
Bad bitches, they sticking like honey
I'm on my grind, that's Monday through Sunday
I got top ten fee in me
I hate with a bitch get needy
Standing up, that shit knee deep
Bitch eat my dick like she greedy
That pussy wet like Fiji (I swear)
I told the bitch better not tease me (I swear)
Put this shit in ya face like it's 3D
All of these fuck niggas know they can't see me, bitch (Hmm)
[Fox BD]
He ain't blow his gun when he had a chance too
We took his pole (I outta buck him)
Little bro can't keep no money in his pocket
Soon as he get it, he blow it on hoes (He a pitiful)
I can quit rap shit today
I go post up on figaro
I better not catch my bitch fucking off
Put hot sauce on her rolls (Ah-ha, bitch)
[Fox BD]
Ah-ha, bitch
Ah-ha, bitch
Ah-ha, bitch
Ah-ha, bitch
Ah-ha, bitch
Ah-ha, bitch
Ah-ha, bitch
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