On my mama we got Glocks wit us (grr)
I just pulled up on your block we finna pop it up (b#tch)
223’s and them Macs we gon spray em down (grr)
Imma slide up in a benz you won’t hear a sound
Ey, Agent cook the beat up like its curry (curry)
Cold ice on my neck like a Mcflurry (hurr)
I just cracked up a flärp
I’m with my homie Teo Imma beat em down with a skärp (pow)
Put a bullet in his head now he blurry (bang bang)
Got a eyepatch like he’s Nick Fury (okay)
Ey, I just rolled up a goose for real
When we pull up on that boy make him dissapear
Getting money even when I’m in my sleep b#tch (b#tch)
Run up on me Imma put yo #ss to sleep b#tch (okay)
Fellas talkin all on twittеr tryna sneak diss (yeah)
It’s all cap like an еssay with no thesis
That’s on god we finna make a hit on you haters (okay)
We first place in the race see you later (yeah)
I just wanna stack my bands and be happy (happy)
I’m always riding with my dawg like I’m Shaggy (like I’m Shaggy)
Took his b#tch out to dinner she a baddy (woo)
I just pulled up in a brand new caddy (yuh)
Estamos comiendo giflos, y con el Agente
On these drugs man I’m tryna get my mind right
The sh#t I seen make me wanna lose my eyesight
Now I’m grindin tryna get towards the limelight
Working hard while you watching from the sidelines
Sippin wine smoking weed with my bros
It’s all day 1’s we don’t care about no hoes
Estamos en la coste del else, estamos haciendo un fiesta
Yeah, you know what I’m saying, we in the stu we drinking some bellmans, you already know
Drick, drick nu är det din tid
Hör på fiolerna
Systrar med sång
Ruska på kjolarna
Hoppa i språng
Ulla bjöd opp
Sväng din salopp
Skönhetens kropp
Blommar i topp
Ögat vill blunda och fingret det känner
Put that b#tch in her place why you talking crazy (b#tch)
Spin the block with my Glock yeah we going brazy (graa)
Hit that boy with a purse like an old lady (what)
Leave his #ss on the floor crying like a baby (okay)
Ran out of weed now I gotta hit the plug (plug)
Feelin like Lil baby how I got it out the mud (mud)
f#ck being sober man I need to get my drug (yah)
Call me Pooh Shiesty how I get it back in blood
On my mama we got Glocks wit us (grr)
I just pulled up on your block we finna pop it up (b#tch)
223’s and them Macs we gon spray em down (grr)
Imma slide up in a benz you won’t hear a sound
Ey, Agent cook the beat up like its curry (curry)
Cold ice on my neck like a Mcflurry (hurr)
I just cracked up a flärp
I’m with my homie Teo Imma beat em down with a skärp (pow)
Put a bullet in his head now he blurry (bang bang)
Got a eyepatch like he’s Nick Fury (okay)
Ey, I just rolled up a goose for real
When we pull up on that boy make him dissapear
That’s on god we finna make a hit on you haters (okay)
We first place in the race see you later (yeah)
I just wanna stack my bands and be happy (happy)
I’m always riding with my dawg like I’m Shaggy (like I’m Shaggy)
Took his b#tch out to dinner she a baddy (woo)
I just pulled up in a brand new caddy (yuh)
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