Yeah woah aye

Free my dogs free my dogs

Woah aye aye

We rock with semi automatics

We rock with semi automatics

We at your door lil bitch

We rock with semi automatics

We at your door lil bitch hit you so fast you think is automatic

Im a player and im not talking madden

Bitches on my dick your homie do not want no static

Imma let him have

Let the chopa handle it

Hit a lick with fashion

These bitches can't stand it

Hunnets on my dick and now im just bragging

You focus on the past and that's why you would never understand it

Got your hoe on my dick

She hit my line but I already hit

You talk shit like you cannot get hit

Shawty bad but she ain't really shit

Thirty rounds up in the clip

Don't make me mad I'll let it blow

Hate it when your bitch around she loves to talk can't stand that hoe

Ops say they'll come around but really they aint bout to show

Picky how I choose a route I know is rich or living broke

Uncle Sam how I tax a hoe

You claiming this and that love talking like a fucking

Cody on the beat bass slamming turn me up lil hoe

We coming from the mud how could you even hate me hoe

Im the one who did it bitch

Imma let them know momma told son you aint a bitch

If its up is stuck imma pull up with a fucking stick

If its up is stuck imma pull up with a fucking stick

Yuh aye imma let them know if you get caught it wasn't chino who gave you that woah

In this kitchen got me whipping hoe

I done fell in love with the money marry to that hoe

We rock with semi automatics

We at your door lil bitch hit you so fast you think is automatic

Im a player and im not talking madden

Bitches on my dick your homie do not want no static

Most of your rappers faker than plastic and im a fucking dog but my bitch she real classy

Would of fuck your bitch but she too average

The switch on the black turn this bitch automatic

Automatic im fucking on the baddest

Throw her some money watch her get real nasty

Designer on me im fly like Aladdin

Give me a pack break it down send it straight to the addicts

Yuh and you know how it go if you get caught it wasn't chino who gave you that woah

Catch me stirring up in the kitchen catch me whipping hoe

I done fell in love with the money marry to that hoe

Three point five for the sixty tho

I tell them lil boys im really giving it for the low

I cut the fake love you was really not for me hoe

I mario level up not the baby but lets fucking go

Turn me up