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Bad bitch and she from Chinatown Hop in the whip, skrrt off fast, dodgin' rounds Smokin' on gas and I be servin' all the pounds Catch me sippin' on Henny, another .40 goin' down Like strapped up, always got my chopstick Thots call me super, but I don't need a sidekick 'Less that sidekicks yo bitch, shawty suckin' on my dick Got my finger on the trigger, you ain't even hear the click Bad bitch and she from Chinatown Hop in the whip, skrrt off fast, dodgin' rounds Smokin' on gas and I be servin' all the pounds Catch me sippin' on Henny, another .40 goin' down Like strapped up, always got my chopstick Thots call me super, but I don't need a sidekick 'Less that sidekicks yo bitch, shawty suckin' on my dick Got my finger on the trigger, you ain't even hear the click I'm going apeshit, twenty-two shots, no December I'ma empty the clip, this fam gon' lose another member I be smokin on Za', I know my ass won't remember These bitches wanna fuck, I'm a D1 defender I don't fuck wit' thе thot hoes, you move differеnt Fucked on bitches, they breaking up 'cause she limping She wanna get busy, I told that bitch I'm not simping MCM belt around my waist what the fuck is she trippin' for? Just bagged a bitch, swear you know were she from Chinatown, said that once, you bitches dumb? Haha I fuck yo' main just for fun I really ain't shit, I got her staring at the sun Pulling pedals, she saying did he love me or not? Dumbass bitch, I ain't tripping over any thot Me and 22 gon' knock you over with the Glock Fans and deagles, your time is running off the clock like Bad bitch and she from Chinatown Hop in the whip, skrrt off fast, dodgin' rounds Smokin' on gas and I be servin' all the pounds Catch me sippin' on Henny, another .40 goin' down Like strapped up, always got my chopstick Thots call me super, but I don't need a sidekick 'Less that sidekicks yo bitch, shawty suckin' on my dick Got my finger on the trigger, you ain't even hear the click Bad bitch and she from Chinatown Hop in the whip, skrrt off fast, dodgin' rounds Smokin' on gas and I be servin' all the pounds Catch me sippin' on Henny, another .40 goin' down Like strapped up, always got my chopstick Thots call me super, but I don't need a sidekick 'Less that sidekicks yo bitch, shawty suckin' on my dick Got my finger on the trigger, you ain't even hear the click
Writer(s): Kyle Scaminaci Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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