EW (feat. Suave & byeberny)

Walked in the store, slapped the clerk I said the price wrong, ight

I walked in the store, slapped the clerk, I said the price wrong

Robbed the Plug for ten, I did the dash, without my lights on

Punched in so hard, Visa flagged me in like five zones

Told this bitch, I was broke, now she cryin' on my iPhone

I don't need a deal, I need me like three M's and a jetpack

TSA trippin', I got three pints up in my backpack

These **** be birdy, all that talkin' get ya get back

The way the Glock hit his chest, it made him snap just like the Kit-Kat

Pillow talkin' to these bitches, you a fuckin' crash dummy

Brody flexin' shit up on the gram, yeah, that's his last money

The four goin' up, we never goin' back bummy

I don't wanna argue, if it's tension, you can do somethin

Brody brought the switch and now he itchin' just to kill somethin

Be bluff for these hoes, **** don't get no money

Try to be tough, I zipped him, left his nose runnin

I'm sliding through the six with somethin' louder than a whole drummy

Damn, shit, I can't even think

My mind runnin' through the drain, I think I'm bout to sink

Runnin' around with cash in my pocket, like I don't got a bank

Pinky in the brain, cause you know that I just really think

Matter of fact, momma got a ass and now she tappin' it

Clean ****, shootin' dirty, head-tappin' shit

heree, heree, if you got ass, I wanna see it shake

Right, yeah, yeah, come on momma where that at though

Uh, I walk in this store, slap the clerk, I said the price wrong

Robbed the Plug for ten, I did the dash, without my lights on

Punched in so hard, Visa flagged me in like five zones

Told this bitch, I was broke, now she cryin' on my iPhone

I don't need a deal, I need me like three M's and a jetpack

TSA trippin', I got three pints up in my backpack

These **** be birdy, all that talkin' get ya get back

The way the Glock hit his chest, it made him snap just like the Kit-Kat