Ayy bro, this shit finna be cold, hahaha
I'm finna be talkin' my shit
(Ayy, ayy look bro, you got two minutes to do this shit)
Alright bet (Two minutes, let's go)
Watch this, just watch (Let's do It)
(Enviyon On The Mix)
Yuh, ayy, yuh, huh, what (Oof, oof, oof, oof)
Yeah, what, ayy (Oof, oof)
Yuh, ayy, huh, yuh, what (Oof, oof)
I fuck that bitch in my room, huh (Oof, oof)
Talkin' that shit til' I come through with choppas, I'm killin' him and killin' you, huh (Oof)
All of my niggas get cash, huh (Oof), run up on me then you lose, huh (Oof)
All these bitches finna choose, yeah (Wait, wait), all these bitches finna choose me (Oof)
She say she ain't tryna suck, bitch (What), lil' bitch you finna lose me (Uhh)
I get that money and I get that coochie (Uh, uh, uh), I swear I rock Louis and Gucci, huh (Gucci, Gucci)
Run up on me then my clip like a movie (Uh, uh), I shoot at your shit like a groupie, uhh (Ha)
Hoes in my dick and they swallow my kids, 'Cause they know I'm the man and I'm with it, hey (Shoo, shoo, shoo)
Ballin' I feel like a champion, come through with Gucci all over my fitted, huh (Ooh)
Hoes in my dick and they fuck, huh (Oof), told you I don't give a fuck, huh (Oof)
Run up on me you get fucked up (Fucked), lil' nigga I don't give a fuck, huh (Fuck)
All of my niggas get cash, what? (Oof, oof), stack that shit up that's a must (Yuh)
Run up on me then I bust (Yuh), In my Glock 9 I'ma trust, yeah, yeah (Yeah, oof, oof)
Fuckin' on a bitch cause I want to (Come here), kick that lil' bitch like some kung-fu (Come here)
Cook all that crack like it's kung-pow (Wet), hit a motherfucker with a combo, uh (Bow)
Servin' that shit like cilantro, damn (Shoo)
I got your bitch in my condo, uh (Shoo), I got your bitch in my condo, damn (Shoo)
Fuckin' that bitch it ain't nothing (Come here), you run up on me then with shotties I'm bussin', hey (Pew, pew)
I just been counting my money, I stack it and flip it I'm counting them hundreds, hey (Shoo, shoo, shoo, damn)
I may pull up in a Hummer, I'm drummin' I'm fuckin' my nina she cumin (Yeah)
Fuckin' that nina she cumin', I'm balling like Westbrook of OKC Thunder, ayy (Yeah)
Shit on that boy like a plunger, what (What else?), shit on that boy like a plunger, ayy (What else?)
Run up on me then I'm dumpin', the police lookin' but your body in dumpster, huh (Damn)
Niggas be talkin' that shit, but they never make money they just make assumptions, uh (Bitch)
Yeah, hold up, wait, wait, I'm 'finna catch that shit (Hahaha, yeah-yeah)
Huh, bitch on my dick and she suckin', I swear that she fuckin' it really ain't nothing (Yeah)
Feelin' like Kobe, I'm getting these buckets, fuckin' your girl when she leave I'm like fuck it (Yeah)
Call her a Uber, I leave the house with a Ruger, I cannot fuck with a loser (Shoo, shoo, shoo, yeah)
Your bitch a chooser, I met that lil' bitch at Hooters, grabbing all over her Hooters (Shoo, shoo, shoo, yeah)
Don't fuck with school, so they calling me Ferris Bueller, she ridin' me like a Mula (Uhh)
I may pull up in that Rari' you hearing that motor, run up on me then it's over (Yeah)
I got that Glock on my hip, bitch you know you got motives, I know these haters got motives (Yeah)
I feel like I am a terrorist, I am explosive, glock on my hip, it's reloadin', ayy (Oof)
Bitch on my dick and she fuck me, I met her on a first date, suck me on the first date, uh (Uh)
I run this shit like a Relay, Usain Bolt bitch I came in first place, uh (Uh)
I blow your candles out, Glock on my hip and I caught his ass like ain't no birthday, uh (Uh)
He talkin' shit til' I ran on his house and I killed his ass right in his birthplace, uh (Oof, oof, oof, oof, uh)
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