Hell yeah, I’m finna slide in
n#gg#s talkin’ sh#t yeah, y’all can not compete with me
Bad #ss b#tch, and her f#ckin’ name is f#ckin’ P
n#gg#s wanna talk, hell yeah thats gon’ cost a fee
I’ma f#ck around and get a kiss with you
I don’t even know why the f#ck I’m in love with you
Shawty do you wanna f#ckin’ ride with me?
Say you f#ckin’ swear, that you’ll always f#ckin’ ride with me
Say that you would die for me, say you f#ckin’swear
I just want the cash lil’ n#gg#, I don’t care
I’m tired of all this b#llsh#t, I don’t f#ckin’ know
Shawty got my heart as cold as the snow
n#gg#s can’t f#ck with me, they not the gang
Pull up to yo’ block, then I show you what’s pain
My cup leakin’ purple they thought it was paint
I’m sippin’ my cup, that’s the Easter pink
Sippin’ that Wok got me f#ckin’ floatin’
Gettin’ that money, that’s my main motive
Shе want a wig, I told that b#tch, “Noted”
Talk behind my back, thought I wouldn’t notice
I been waitin’ for so long
Now my f#ckin’ racks up
p#ss# n#gg#, gеt yo’ bag up
It’s a p#ss# n#gg# in the bag
We gon’ rob that f#ck n#gg# out his #ss
We gon’ rob that f#ck n#gg# out his cash
Put the metal to his mouth
He thought sh#t was going North, but now it’s going South
In the club, yeah in the function, yeah they scream my name out loud
And I bought that Glock with me, they know what I’m about
Hell yeah, I’m finna slide in
n#gg#s talkin’ sh#t yeah, y’all can not compete with me
Bad #ss b#tch, and her f#ckin’ name is f#ckin’ P
n#gg#s wanna talk, hell yeah thats gon’ cost a fee
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