Take a bump of this 2C, 2C
Take a bump of this 2C, then baby, let's go to Tootsie's
Take a bump of this 2C, then baby, let's go to Tootsie's, can't you see how powerful we are together, bae?
I just hope when you gone and your new home is a tombstone, hopefully them niggas you fuckin' with send a bouquet
You are cute in the face, but you ain't nothin' to cuff, everything I do a one of one, survivin' when we killin' each other and dyin'
And plus I'm too young to die sober, takin' flights, when I roll over, told her, "Baby girl, this shoulder's not for cryin'"
Our shooters on the ridge
Jewelry in the fridge
Baby, let me get a glitch
Ooh, glitches make me itch
Now I'm glitchin' and itchin'
Uh, glitchin' and itchin'
I'm stackin' and stickin'
It's 'bout five in the mornin'
I'm still slidin' and rollin'
I'm still slidin' and rollin'
You still slidin' and rollin'
You can get as high as you want
You can die if you want
Better understand me clear
I'm not tryna take it there
It's a nightmare, very scary
Better protect your medicine
And lil' baby them came in Lears
Yeah, hopped in the Wraith and skrrt
Bet you ain't never seen a Maybach hearse
Every time we fuckin', say, "Bae that hurt"
Might still rock outdated gear
Man, these bitches ain't a thing
They don't understand me clear
They don't understand me clear
They don't understand me clear
Hey, there go the register
You better put your safety first
Panties, linens, gators, furs
Codeine stickin' like maple syrup
Both my daughters got baby Birks
I wake up, get faded first
Say my prayer, then take a Perc'
Hey, there go the register
You better put your safety first
Swing this bitch like Katy Perry
Panties, linens, and gators, furs
Codeine sticking like maple syrup
Hey, there go the register
Ooh lil' baby them came in Lears
Mmm, hopped in the Wraith and skrrt
Say, take a hit of this 2C, then baby, let's go to Tootsie's 'til the mornin' sun
Let's get faded baby, Boosie, these niggas really coochie, let me show you somethin'
Ooh, Mulsanne baby blue
Swing that stick like Baby Ruth
That's my Australian boo
Jump on that dick like kangaroo
None of you niggas can beat me, I know it
Talk it, I walk it, you count it, I show it
I don't understand you, boo
I'm not understandable
I'm gon' make my Uzi clap
Swervin' the 'vert, doin' two and a half
I ain't gon' lie, that coochie bap
Fuck lil' bitch in the booby trap
Hit him one time, then dude collapse
I don't be tryna be rude, but facts
Why you on the Internet doing that?
I done got all your shooters smacked
She ain't tryna let me hit too quick
I don't understand this bitch
They don't wanna accept I'm rich
They can't understand this shit
She ain't tryna let me hit too quick, think that mean that she a keeper
Bitch, I don't get that pussy tonight, bitch, I don't want it tomorrow either
Take a bump of this 2C, then baby, let's go to Tootsie's, can't you see how powerful we are together, bae?
I just hope when you gone and your new home is a tombstone, hopefully them niggas you fuckin' with send a bouquet
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