Forty Nine

Times up, I can't make my mind up, huh

Fired up, and my bitch she fire (uh huh huh)

Try us, you know where to find us

Pussy ass **** want smoke go head 'n drive up

Nose deep, in that coochie I look like a diver

Hoe please, this a Tesla I don't need a driver (skrrrrt)

Goat cheese with the pepper make a **** slimy ya

Whole team rollie rose gold forty nine

(Fire)

Peaking off the X a **** (high)

I quit fucking on my ex that bitch was tired

Now I'm fucking on the next bitch till she fired

And my lil woadie keep that hmm... Oscar meyer's

Liar Liar that's what all these bitches call me

Designer pants on fire dancing on my lonely, yea (dancing on my lonely)

I can't fuck with all you fake ass hoe jabronies (fake ass hoe jobronies)

Can't tell the difference between your friends and your homies (oh)

Captain cappin' ass bitches wifin' cappin' ass ****

Wax figures of my opps I lost my mind

My soldiers hit you with that

Gunshot mimicking)

Might hit your spine

Oh no your bitch can't talk to me like that

She not no dime (no cap, no cap)

Times up, I can't make my mind up, huh

Fired up, and my bitch she fire (uh huh huh)

Try us, you know where to find us

Pussy ass **** want smoke go head 'n drive up

Nose deep, in that coochie I look like a diver

Hoe please, this a Tesla I don't need a driver

Goat cheese with the pepper make a **** slimy ya

Whole team rollie rose gold forty nine