B2 too official
Mm
Yeah, I seen you in the club, on them opp niggas dick (Opp niggas dick)
I hope you ain't around (Yeah), when he get shot up in his shit (Yeah)
His blood real dark (Yeah), it look like barbecue sauce in the whip (Barbecue sauce in the whip)
Better watch them niggas that tryna find out where you live (Live)
Don't let 'em know where you live at (Live at)
These niggas be savin' that address (Address)
Some shit go left, get your ass whacked (Ass whacked)
Like we playing It, them niggas get tagged back (Them nigga get tagged back)
I'ma blow that bitch and push her shit back (Push her shit back)
My homie behind the wall, try to give 'em a tasteful snacks (Bitch)
I ain't no chain game nigga, but I know about that (Believe it)
They act like they a dog, but they sneaky just like cats (Meow)
You are what you eat, bitch, snakes turn into rats
Wrist froze all my wrists, bitch these karats (Bitch these karats)
Yeah, SahBabii too handsome to get married (Stupid bitch, yeah)
For them fuckin' blues, he get buried (You get buried)
Blueberry, blueberry, I'ma still do you dirty (Do you dirty)
Yeah, fuck 'em, fuck 'em (Fuck 'em)
Fuck the other side, we go Cha-Cha slide (Cha-Cha slide)
Scopin' out their block, find somewhere to hide (Y'all can't hide)
I don't see straight but I get low when I creep from the side (Side)
Ain't tryna play, you can see that shit up in my eyes (In my eyes)
And them goons out here lurkin', bitch, I feel like Plies
I hold my shit with a strong grip, like some pliers (Like some pliers)
And I ain't backin' backin' down shit, nigga, fuck Michael Myers (Fuck him)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (On God)
Yeah, I seen you in the club, on them opp niggas dick (Opp niggas dick)
I hope you ain't around (Yeah), when he get shot up in his shit (Yeah)
His blood real dark (Yeah), it look like barbecue sauce in the whip (Barbecue sauce in the whip)
Better watch them niggas that tryna find out where you live (Live)
Don't let 'em know where you live at (Live at)
These niggas be savin' that address (Address)
Some shit go left, get your ass whacked (Ass whacked)
Like we playing It, them niggas get tagged back (Them nigga get tagged back)
I'ma blow that bitch and push her shit back (Shit back)
Yeah, bitch I'm with some demons, I ain't talkin' evil deities (Deities)
If he ain't tryna slide (Yeah), he'll be kicked for inactivity (Inactivity)
Bitch, we havin' stripes (Stripes), and your bitch want some zebra dick (Zebra dick)
I'm a fuckin' Pisces, but I got up on some Leo shit
Niggas dodgin' bullets, so I guess they on that Neo shit (That Matrix shit)
The way I read his mind (Mind), you gon' think I'm on some Cleo shit (Cleo shit)
Me and J Work was in the whip tryna rob Rio, bitch (Rio, bitch)
He wanted a friend, but I was really on that RICO shit (RICO shit)
Thinkin' shit sweet, I'ma pull up with a chicos treat (Chicos treat)
Aim for his taco, yeah, he gon' get his tortilla baked (Tortilla, hahaha)
In the auto shop, bitch, I'm tryna get the darkest tint
These niggas pussies, they can't rid of the salmon scent (Pussies)
Yeah, I seen you in the club, on them opp niggas dick (Opp niggas dick)
I hope you ain't around (Yeah), when he get shot up in his shit (Yeah)
His blood real dark (Yeah), it look like barbecue sauce in the whip (Barbecue sauce in the whip)
Better watch them niggas that tryna find out where you live (Live)
Don't let 'em know where you live at (Live at)
These niggas be savin' that address (Address)
Some shit go left, get your ass whacked (Ass whacked)
Like we playing It, them niggas get tagged back (Them nigga get tagged back)
I'ma blow that bitch and push her shit back (Shit back)
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