Hella Sketchy
Free Santana, bitch!
Mama told me, "Never lose, 'cause, baby, you a winner" (Skrrt)
I was lurkin' 'round his block, he was lurkin' on my Twitter
At the trap with the Glocks, nigga, Tay-K babysitter
I was just tryna shine like some mothafuckin' glitter (Shine, shine)
I was under rugs with my Cuz, tryna rob a plug (Where they at?)
Li'l bitch hit me up, she want love, I ain't show enough
I said "Bitch, I'm a rugrat (Rugrat), I don't know how to love back" (Rugrat, rugrat)
Them QP's and them dub sacks, girl, that's where my love at (Gang, gang, trust)
Choppa in the trunk, Glock in my hand
If a nigga run up on me, it's a wrap like Saran (Gang, it's a wrap)
Choppa in the trunk (gang), Glock in my hand (Gang)
If a nigga run up on me, it's a wrap like Saran
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