Let me put my shit on do not disturbed
I don’t want nobody hittin my shit right now
Bro you know when you be killin and her leg shakin like I just be wantin to tell her like shake it baby
9 shots in the ruger
Shake it baby
I’m into treeshin’
She gotta eat it
Then I might eat it
Out the gang I’m the meanest
If I call a demon, ain’t no question needed
Pull up start clappin that shit for no reason
She call my phone like what do you want
I got like 3 different opps in this blunt
I never call you cause you way too spoiled
But I need that pussy it been like a month
Ridin’ around wit the shhh in the trunk
We gon be Gucci the seato is tucked
I just been skissin’ and skurtin’ and dashin’ reversin’ our preasure too low in the front
Don’t give a fuck what they say about me (nope)
Or what they gon do to me
End up like the last opp
Get caught and get beat out your jewelry
You keep your chain tucked
You better go get yuh name up
I give all of these bitches the same fuck
I been getting money I ain’t change up
They used to front on me back in the day
Now when they see me it’s “do you remember me?”
Nigga you phony, you act like you know me, When I come around I ain't feelin’ yuh energy
Carry my homie, On court I’m Ginobli
We pop up at your door like I came for deliveries
I hit it first, bro hit it second
We celebrate as a team that’s a victory
S63 you can’t see through the windows
I got em all black like I’m drivin’ a limousine
Mix the Givenchy, Amiri, the DG
That shit go together like been had chemistry
Bitch imma thot I don’t know why you pickin me (bitch imma thot I don’t know why you pickin me)
If you a thot I won’t bring up ya history (if you a thot I won’t bring up ya history)
Guess that they tired of waitin’ (Rah Swish I’m getting impatient)
You never know what I’m thinkin
When you a boss they do what you make em
We hit em up he plankin
Steppin out like I’m makin a statement
I like my bottles in cases
You know you killing when that leg get to shakin
Look
Shake it baby
I’m into treeshin’
She gotta eat it
Then I might eat it, Out the gang I’m the meanest
If I call a demon, ain't no question needed
Pull up start clappin that shit for no reason
Niggas hoes, niggas suckas (niggas suckas)
You lil dirty motherfuckas (you lil dirty motherfuckas)
She got a man but we still fuckin (she got a man but we still fuckin)
Beat it in private don’t say shit when we in public (at all)
All red Bugatti but the seats the color mustard
I move off actions when they speak, I never trust it
Don’t talk on phones we meet in person to discuss it (link up)
Take baby steps with the nina I never brush it
Cause when I get it then imma brush it
Yeah we the reasons they stopping they functions
9 shots big NBA
You Know the rest put the licks on the
I been on go since I was a youngin
We was a milli we wildin we buggin
Free Choppa, free Trap, them niggas my brothers
Ain’t buy this pole got this from my cousin
Why is you talkin?
Homie you ramblin shoot at a artist and get him some management
Peyton Manning, I got a rocket
Watch me use it, no I ain’t scrambling
I beat the pussy she might need some bandages
I caught the trips on the plug for some cannabis
She want it done, send me the bread
Baby a few of my niggas gon handle it
They said they tired of waitin’ (Rah Swish I’m getting impatient)
You never know what I’m thinkin
When you a boss they do what you make em
We hit em up he plankin
Steppin out like I’m makin a statement
I like my bottles in cases
You know you killing when that leg get to shakin
Look
Shake it baby
I’m into treeshin’
She gotta eat it
Then I might eat it, Out the gang I’m the meanest
If I call a demon, ain’t no question needed
Pull up start clappin that shit for no reason
Shake it, Shake it, Shake it
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