(Troski)
Beatin' my drum like, "Dum, di-di, day," I like the dirty rhythm you play
I wanna hear you callin' my name, like, "Hey, mama-ma-ma," "Hey, mama-ma" (Oh, this Andes?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Nigga, say, can y'all hear me, though?
Ayy, ayy, ayy
I said Gotti Gang exclusive, clear the way 'cause you can't fit in here
These leather seats cost five a piece, bitch, you can't sit in here
Not into bitches with no bag, that's just to make it clear
I like my bitches BBL with silky baby hairs
Fifty shots of hollow tips, some shit to pop and stop you with
Been baggin' bitches on my ring since I dropped "Not Ah Diss"
Tucked in the hills, remember days ain't have a pot to piss
That shit he dropped was kinda cool, but it ain't hot as this
Dancin' on they block, I did my Dougie, feel like Michael Jack'
I'm fallin' through some fancy shit, bitch, I'ma write you back
G23 with switchy thing, yeah, that's my type of strap
Trust me, gang, I'm with the bouncin' out, but I just like to rap
Hopped in SRT to drop my skeet and jumped in GLE
I count to five before I squeeze 'cause I don't fuck with threes
I'm out the roof with Baby A just tryna catch a breeze
Youngest bro know how to cock and blow, but he can't even read
Popped himself again, his ass a goofy, he's a Cheddar Bob
Bitch, how you sign for twenty K? You needs to get a job
Don't come around me Carti' flashin' 'cause you gettin' robbed
Brother want the body for hisself, so I'ma throw the lock
Can't no civilians jump in low 'cause I'm on different timin'
If broski jump out and start bustin', I come right behind him
Can't wait to catch Lil Mikey ass so I can fuckin' fry him
I see why they start to cliquin' up 'cause all them niggas dyin'
Downed two shots of Casamigos, now her body movin'
That Vector clip gon' cost your life, bitch, what the fuck you doin'?
Just know I'm on your ass forever once we get into it
Don't you get to beatin' on that bitch because she play my music
I said Gotti Gang exclusive, clear the way 'cause you can't fit in here
These leather seats cost five a piece, bitch, you can't sit in here
Not into bitches with no bag, that's just to make it clear
I like my bitches BBL with silky baby hairs
Fifty shots of hollow tips, some shit to pop and stop you with
Been baggin' bitches on my ring since I dropped "Not Ah Diss"
Tucked in the hills, remember days ain't have a pot to piss
That shit he dropped was kinda cool, but it ain't hot as this
Nigga
Yeah, yeah, but it ain't hot as this
Nigga, say, can y'all hear me, though?
Come on, ayy, ayy
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