歌詞
[Verse 1]
I just pulled up in a Range with your bitch, yeah
Gimme brain, some wind on that thing, real quick, yeah
Switchin' lanes, can't fuck with these lanes
There's some goofies here, yeah
Swerve lanes
Blow your head, yeah, blow your brains, what?
I'm just looking good, Gucci on my wallet, ha
Honey in my pocket, ballin' hard is a hobby
Pull up on me, fuck a Glock, I got a shorty, ooh
Catch a body, I might just kill somebody, wait
[Verse 2]
Busting off a pill, name is Ditcher
Fucking on this bitch, she just want my jealous
And she do what I tell her
Baby girl, just let her
I tell that bitch, "Don't let her"
Throw one door to the face
I can't feel my face
Sippin' on lean, poppin' the meds
I need me a break
And these **** really fake
And these **** really snakes
I might just pull out my cake
What?
And I'll shoot this bitch up, I don't give a fuck
All my life, Milwaukee bucks, yo
[Verse 3]
I just pulled up in a Range with your bitch, yeah
Gimme brain, some wind on that thing, real quick, yeah
Switchin' lanes, can't fuck with these lanes
There's some goofies here, yeah
Swervin' lanes, pull up on me
Blow your head, yeah, blow your brains, what?
I'm just looking good, Gucci on my wallet, ha
Honey in my pocket, ballin' hard is a hobby, ooh
Pull up on me, fuck a Glock, I got a shorty, ooh
Catch a body, I might just kill somebody, wait
I might catch a body, aah
And I might catch a body, aah
[Verse 4]
I just pulled up in a Range with your bitch, yeah
Gimme brain, some wind on that thing, real quick, yeah
Switchin' lanes, can't fuck with these lanes
There's some goofies here, yeah
Swervin' lanes, pull up on me
Blow your head, yeah, blow your brains, what?
I'm just looking good, Gucci on my wallet, ha
Honey in my pocket, ballin' hard is a hobby
Pull up on me, fuck a Glock, I got a shorty, ooh
Catch a body, I might just kill somebody, wait
[Verse 5]
Bitch, I might hop out the Range
She want it good with that brain
'Cause it will cause a drip, not a stain
Bitch, I might step out them Gucci
We cannot go to the movies
Never gon' chill till I rip on that booty, yeah
Girl, I'm gon' rip on that booty
Why is we headin' so moody?
If he want smoke, then we hop out with Uzis
Hold up, bitch'd be Cirque du Solo
Bitch, I might pull up a rover
Girl, fuck the actions, I need all the overs
Uh, yeah, socially, I'm drippin'
Ballin' like Scottie Pippen
I put the hoe on a mission
I'ma tell her to audition
See how I ball on these hoes?
Now I can flex on a thot, flex
Bitch, I want a taste of that guap
I need her neck and a top
[Verse 6]
I just pulled up in a Range with your bitch, yeah
Gimme brain, some wind on that thing, real quick, yeah
Switchin' lanes, can't fuck with these lanes
There's some goofies here, yeah
Swervin' lanes, pull up on me
Blow your head, yeah, blow your brains, what?
I'm just looking good, Gucci on my wallet, ha
Honey in my pocket, ballin' hard is a hobby
Pull up on me, fuck a Glock, I got a shorty, ooh
Catch a body, I might just kill somebody, wait
[Verse 7]
And I might catch a body, aah
And I might catch a body, aah
And I might catch a body, aah
And I might catch a body, aah
