Ayy, what, yeah, ayy, bitch
Skrrt skrrt, skrrt skrrt
Ayy, yeah
Jump out that Jag, boy you goin' out sad
Fifty bands, well it ain't shit
That's why my pants they always sag, yeah
I just got a new bitch, boy she too thick
She suck my dick like it's cool whip
She fuck me too quick, yeah
Pulled up in that brand new Honda, you don't wanna race though
Girl you only good for the top, just give me face ho
Hit that bitch then leave that bitch, I won't leave a trace though
First I use the dagger, stab her ass like you got mace ho
I'ma fuck her then I dip, push up on her clit
Fumbled thirty bands and I won't trip
I cop another grip, yeah
Broke boys really on that opp shit, you get popped quick
Nerf gun this extended red dot, leave his top missed
You boys really on that fuck shit, you get dumped quick
Chain fakes, pockets thick, you could call me Slick Rick, yeah
You could call me Slick Rick
Take your bitch and I'ma hit, fuck her once then I'ma dip
Jump out that Jag, boy you goin' out sad
Fifty bands, well it ain't shit
That's why my pants they always sag, yeah
I just got a new bitch, boy she too thick
She suck my dick like it's cool whip
She fuck me too quick, yeah
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