Thottie she a bomb she gon’ blow
I can’t f#ck a thottie, not a hoe
b#tch I’m making beats like Mexiko, Dro
b#tch I’m on the road right now I’m smokin’ gas
b#tch I’m in the mall yuh, huh I’m poppin’ tags
I don’t give a f#ck no mo’ I got a bag
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah (Uh-huh)
F&N, F&N came wit’ a red dot
Rockin’ Ricks, run up on me it’s a headshot
Chain on me, I don’t know that sh#t cost
I pull up, snatch yo’ chain I’m the big boss
b#tch I’m on the road right now I’m smokin’ gas
b#tch I’m in the mall yuh, huh I’m poppin’ tags
I don’t give a f#ck no mo’ I got a bag
Yеah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yеah
Yeah
Yeah (Uh-huh)
You can’t test me this ain’t school
Yeah he fruity, Jamba Juice
b#tch I rap and I produce
What the f#ck is yo’ excuse?
We from New York, I got the deuce (deuce)
In the party, broke the roof
You cannot f#ck with the crew
I’m the sergeant, these the troops
b#tch I’m on the road right now I’m smokin’ gas
b#tch I’m in the mall yuh, huh I’m poppin’ tags
I don’t give a f#ck no mo’ I got a bag
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
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