Hahaha, Nick, you're stupid
We love you, Tecca
Yeah, I been ridin' 'round with some real niggas (Woah, woah)
Better not talk loud when you chill with us
I know she be off that loud 'cause I still feel it (Still feel it)
It don't make no sense to lie 'cause they still get us
And no, I don't want a review up on the pack, I know it's bussin'
If I peeped that shawty frontin', might as well go fuck her cousin
Clap, clap-clap for a bitch, you know it's bussin' (Grrah)
I walk up in the meet and need a hundred, no discussion
Fuck it, we just put it out there
Niggas say they want it, well, let's put it out there (Yeah)
I heard she was a thot, so I'ma treat her like that (What?)
Ridin' in that 'Rari and you know it's all black (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
I just broke they necks when I walked in (Yeah)
I don't really pop out but I'm poppin' (Poppin')
Told 'em, "Turn that shit off because you not it" (Let's go)
I had to take advantage of it 'cause I got it (Yeah, I got it)
The longer you gon' wait, runnin' out of options (Tick, tick, tick)
You just wanna party your life away (Tock, tock, tock)
I just told my family I got this (Got it, woah)
Know we gon' be good and we all gon' be straight
Yeah, I been ridin' 'round with some real niggas (Ridin' 'round)
Better not talk loud when you chill with us (Chill with us)
I know she be off that loud 'cause I still feel it (Shh)
It don't make no sense to lie 'cause they still get us
And no, I don't want a review up on the pack, I know it's bussin'
If I peeped that shawty frontin', might as well go fuck her cousin
Clap, clap-clap for a bitch, you know it's bussin'
I walk up in the meet and need a hundred, no discussion
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