Spaghettios

See all this ice surround my neck this shit be dancing like Michelle Quan Everybody riding with me know they keep that Teflon And if he see me better bow down that pussy boy gets stepped on And I don't give a fuck about no police, I got gas on me like Chevron See this is me you can smoke that shit for free, you can get it cheap I don't give a fuck, I bought a brand-new pistol just last week That bitch got a clip in it that thang it probably hold 18 Flashy like some Christmas lights, I swear that it ain't Christmas Eve My Hellcat a promoter when I'm in that bitch I book it That boy was talking money we rolled up, and then we took it I had my mask on I seen him he was looking at me crooked Don't give a fuck about who he got with him, I'm hiding in the bushes Bow Circle small like spaghettios She doing cocaine in the villa while she get ready though See, I don't fuck with none of these petty hoes Boy, you know we getting plenty Os I got a chopper with a drum, yeah, that bitch be going dumb Do do do We know where you're from, bet your block be getting spun Do do do I got a chopper with a drum, yeah, that bitch be going dumb Do do do We know where you're from, bet your block be getting spun Do do do Aye my brothers with me just like Phineas and Ferb Bitch got a Glock, keep it in her purse All these other rappers get on my nerves I swear to God, I make them bite the curb Pay for the feature hundred a word I don't fuck with these folks an you live in you learn Asking for the reviews asking for the tunes I just told um when you get it, it's your turn Choppa got titties, I swear that it's with it That muhfuckin' beam, and it is aimed for your fitted That white boy he steadily running in the city You come in this bitch and I swear that you get it All wanna know what's going on in my head Shit I'm just trying to stay lit, while I get me some bread I got a chopper with a drum, yeah, that bitch be going dumb Do do do We know where you're from, bet your block be getting spun Do do do I got a chopper with a drum, yeah, that baby going dumb Do do do We know where you're from, bet your block be getting spun Do do do (Aight now run it back, lemme get some more adlibs on the hook) Cut the beat right here Cut the beat right here Cut the beat right here Cut the beat like hold on I got a chopper with a drum, yeah, that bitch be going dumb Do do do We know where you're from, bet your block be getting spun Do do do I got a chopper with a drum, yeah, that bitch be going dumb Do do do We know where you're from, bet your block be getting spun Do do do Circle small like spaghettios She doing cocaine in the suite while she get ready though See, I don't fuck with none of these petty hoes Boy, you know we getting plenty Os