Smoker, come and put that pussy on me, I'ma put that dick up on you
Come and do a split on me, come and do a trick on it
Come and shake that ass for me, baby, I got a lot of money
Come here, do that yeah for me, tell 'em let me show you somethin'
Bitch, say your nigga, how I make you cum without no pill, yeah?
I don't give no fuck about no sex, bitch, I just only want your neck
I get shit smoked off the back, tell that pussy nigga "Yeah"
I told that bitch I won't bang, I know that pussy nigga scared
They must not know how I get down, bang with that thing, swang across your head
Since I was small, I ain't stand down, bitch, ask my mama, I ain't scared
That pussy nigga said what? She told me "Leave that nigga dead"
Few weeks later, I copped the bitch and busted his head
Sneaker tech, knock out the back off you bitches, yeah, dumb
Sneaker slime, knock out the back off your bitch and send her home
We stole that car, then we pull on side and we send 'em home
Like bang, bang, bitch dead, bang, bang, bitch gone
I just need a lot of money on me, I just need the freshest fit on me, oh, yeah
I just need my bitch for the sea, and everythin' I do for her, I'm goin' hard for her ass
Bitch, I bought a half-a-ticket ring for your dog-ass
Bitch, I pulled up with like everythin', with your dog-ass
Bitch, you know I run 'round with that pink thing, with my dog-ass
Bitch, you know I'm bound to spit your ex about your fuckin' past
Tell your friends stop tellin' you them things with your mixy ass
Tell your sister, bitch, I get that green, I get that fuckin' cash
No, you the devil, gotta say she mad that I ain't fuck her ass
Tell Nini, if I wasn't a BD, bitch, I would've bossed her ass
I ain't got no fuckin' pigs, don't no profession get no fuckin' pass
I'm active, I'm perfective with this shit, with my perfective ass
Loved when I was broke, but now I'm stuntin' and I got fuckin' cash
Loved while I was home, but once I'm out, then it's his fuckin' ass
Yeah, bitch, what? And now come and play with me
I've been doin' my shit and got them hitters on scene
Hmm, hmm, hmm, I got that shit
Hmm, hmm, I'm in this bitch and I got that stick, hmm
And I'm gon' kill somethin', my brother told me "Kill somethin'"
So how the fuck you just gon' tell me not to zip somethin'?
I make the music, make this money, so don't tell me how to spend nothin'
This ho' do what I say-so, them say shit 'bout what I spin on 'em
I'm fucked up, I'm breakin' cars, lil' brother slime, he swipin' cards
I had it hard, Mitch got a bitch, she got a friend, I jacked 'em both
Hold up, hold up, bitch, I say I'm way too gangster
Had a bang-out, called my mama, she the one got me from danger
My sister know that I spanked her, my mama know that I'm thuggin'
My grandpa know that I'm druggin', fuck the bitch, they know I plucked her
Fuck the ho', she know she thuggin' me, but after all, I still love her
I just want it for the bitch to try to help me
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