Thick b#tch, darkskin like shay shay
Big #ss pole, chase him with it like he {?}
Man down, man down, he yelling mayday
b#tch, go get a check or a bag, it’s a payday
Ooh, young joc, b#tch, i’m the sleazy of the sleazers
Bullied out the clique, b#tch, i’m the meanest
Don’t say you love me if you really don’t mean it
Hella high off a couple {?}, i’m in venus
9 springfield hit his #ss, got him leaning
b#tch, we gon’ g slide on his #ss just for speaking (where they at?)
Bouncing out the road, do my dougie, b#tch, i’m geeking
I’m with some bébés, hyenas, b#tch, they heathens
{?}, mad facе, b#tch, they steaming
No, ain’t no nice guys, thеy some shooters, real demons
Off a xanny bar with my {?}, i be tweaking
Still on ten toes, they want funk, tell ’em bring it
Smoking cookie pack, damn near f#cking up my breathing
I’m finna hit a lick, i’ma up if he sneezing
{?} ain’t for nothing, b#tch, he squeezing (that’s my n#gg#)
Durk, that’s my brother, ebk what we bleeding
My daughter on the way so i been on some me sh#t
Can’t wait to see her face when she smile and start cheesing
Ayy, i ain’t looking for no shay shay
Lay lay gon’ run it in every payday
Heat sensor and a drum on the ak (thick b#tch)
Early morning in the field with my bébés, b#tch
We been sliding like some training wheels (for real, for real)
I know some n#gg#s fake but they gon’ say they real (they gon’ lie about it)
I was posted in the trap tryna make a mil’
Stop playing with them {?}, ayy
They hanging n#gg#s like a t-shirt (they hanging folks)
Hit his #ss in his back, watch his knees hurt
Do a hit, double back then we reverse (ayy, run it back)
Deep range shooters, better do your research, b#tch
Ayy, i like lightskins (i love ’em)
But my brother love shay shay (he love them b#tches)
One night stand and kick her out, word to lay lay
A real sleazeball, i might knock her on her payday
All my n#gg#s in the game but none of us with the play play
This chop got aim, we don’t rock with no more throwaways
Throw the hoe away, she ain’t tryna hit the road today (f#ck that b#tch)
Ju poured a eight, ayy, {?}, what you pour today? (ayy)
I’m on a {?}, tryna slide like some roller skates (yup)
Them n#gg#s hype, they don’t slide, they just love to hate (they haters)
Book a flight or i might just hit another state (yup)
{?} got the {?}, n#gg#, come and get your {?} (ayy, {?}, n#gg#)
We up in first place and we ain’t even in no race (uh-huh)
She suck the whole team, i had to ask her how it taste (yup)
{?}, n#gg# (on god)
Hari got a {?}, he might hit it to the f—
You n#gg#s ain’t cutting us (y’all ain’t cutting)
Ebk, you can’t f#ck with us (you can’t f#ck with us)
Gone off the lean but we geeking like we drunk as f#ck (i need this drank)
b#tch talking all this lovey sh#t but i just want the bucks
Baby, don’t be shy, i’m the man, go ahead and f#ck it up (f#ck it up)
Been on a {?} since them suckers knocked my mans down ({?}, n#gg#)
Where was n#gg#s at when i slept at grandma {?}’s house? (shoutout my grandma)
Didn’t have a dime in my pocket, we touching bands now
I fell off, bounced back, n#gg#s tryna knock me back down
n#gg#s soft but we dangerous (my n#gg#s dangerous)
My n#gg#s artistic, we slide through and we paint lids (we gon’ paint sh#t)
My life, that’s just something n#gg#s can’t get (y’all can’t get this)
Demons in my clique but them the n#gg#s that i hang with (hotboiiz)
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