Tekst Utworu

Yeah, ah, who? Bitch, I'm headin' back to the M (Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up) Bitch, I'm headin' back to the M to kick it with my bruhs and them Bitch, we smokin' bigger blunts, while you smokin' skinny skimps Bitch, I'm headin' back to the M to kick it with my cuz and them Smokin' bubble, uh, that's smokin' purple, uh Bitch, I'm headin' back to the M to kick it with my fam and them Smokin' doubles, smokin' triples, and quadruples, and a fifth Bitch, I'm headin' back to the M with Bankroll Rico, Charl and them And we plottin' bigger bank, while we dodgin' all the trim Bitch, I spent a M up on my fit 50K to bust my wrist We in the M, we got them sticks Send my bitch to break her trick I'm killin' shit just like John Wick Hopped on beat and murked it quick Fucked on his bitch and then I dipped Diamonds water 'cause they drip My money blue just like a Crip These rappers sinkin' like a ship And I'm a shark that's in the ocean Bitch, I'm geeked up off that potion All these bands got this bitch open Said she love my dick, it's golden Fucked that bitch off drank, slow motion, yeah, yeah, yeah Bitch, we back in Memphis And we ridin' 'round with extensions For you niggas, sent the mentions Hope you got some good intentions Send you to another dimension Bitch, I'm hot, I'm in the kitchen Think you need to pull me out Lights out, diamonds shinin', lighthouse Bitch, I'm headin' back to the M to kick it with my bruhs and them Bitch, we smokin' bigger blunts, while you smokin' skinny skimps Bitch, I'm headin' back to the M to kick it with my cuz and them Smokin' bubble, uh, that's smokin' purple, uh Bitch, I'm headin' back to the M to kick it with my fam and them Smokin' doubles, smokin' triples, and quadruples, and a fifth Bitch, I'm headin' back to the M with Bankroll Rico, Charl and them And we plottin' bigger bank, while we dodgin' all the trim We wake up, we blaze it, ain't no hesitation, no K I hop up and get fresh, then I dip Pull up with my niggas rollin' double blunts and triple zips All of my niggas is crazy No, I can't tell 'em shit, they pull up to ya, you done Bitch, you know that I ain't the one, get your gang hung I got a few sources of guns I'm in the middle, I'm tryna connect 'em as one I'm Optimus Wulf Prime Dragon mode, their only son I smoke up one hundred, two hundred, three hundred, four hundred And, bitch, I won't stop 'til I'm done I might DM his bitch for fun just to scoop that tongue He beatin' on women, he sus She hit me up, I let her vent over lunch She said, "I'm still hungry", I say "For what?" She say, "Nigga, take a hunch" Shoot to the mound and back to the haven No hatin', I don't give a fuck, pull it up I'm East Memphis ridin' Ain't no hidin' 'til my days up, bitch Bitch, I'm headin' back to the M to kick it with my bruhs and them Bitch, we smokin' bigger blunts, while you smokin' skinny skimps Bitch, I'm headin' back to the M to kick it with my cuz and them Smokin' bubble, uh, that's smokin' purple, uh Bitch, I'm headin' back to the M to kick it with my fam and them Smokin' doubles, smokin' triples, and quadruples, and a fifth Bitch, I'm headin' back to the M with Bankroll Rico, Charl and them And we plottin' bigger bank, while we dodgin' all the trim (all the trim)
Writer(s): Brytavious Lakeith Chambers, Xavier Beard, Rico Grady Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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