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[Verse 1]
And I stay on that block, forty-fifther
Double Cs for the shot, ain't ever miss 'em
He caught one, screamin' "Who shot me?"
I tote that Blick in Bugatti
She all on my body, I gotta hit it
And she double my age but I know she with it
Man, these bitches don't care, they gon' give tsunami
She be poppin' her pussy, no Kawasaki
Derek Fisher
[Verse 2]
Fuck is you feenin', clean 'em up
Big knockings on my body
Don't think I'm excited, I keep it tuck
She shakin' her ass in the water, she wildin', she freaky
I know 'cause her daughter wit' me
Man, these bitches be crazy, ain't givin' no fucks
Unless ya pockets on plenty, plenty
[Verse 3]
I'd be damn if my bitch, she be treeshin'
How you love me but hurt me, like fuck is the reason?
No cap, I be heavy on defense
Ain't tryna go, tryna go back on the deep end
We was duckin' from Chauncey like back in the days
Wit' shootas, my ****, they duckin' from me
I don't play with you ****, boy, stay in your place
Double back for the show, look, he running from me
I was sendin' my heads to the cash out
These **** be ass, they don't live what they rap 'bout
350, no Yeezy, I back out
Don't call on my name unless you got straps out
I ain't doin' no features 'cause **** is gay
Man, I swear that they don't wanna see me winnin'
I was walkin' down blocks in puddles of rain
'Cause these bitches is crazy, this shit annoying
[Verse 4]
They be breakin' my heart but no pleasey
Yeah Marco, my **** from mak to the sleezy
I swear that these ****'s wan' be me
You ain't from where I come, man, that shit could be divi
Tell her open up Chevy and TD
I ain't here to make friends, I just want the breeshy
These **** be cap so they couldn't be me
I was just swervin', doin' doughnuts on TV
[Verse 5]
And I stay on that block, forty-fifther
Double Cs for the shot, ain't ever miss 'em
He caught one, screamin' "Who shot me?"
I tote that Blick in Bugatti
She all on my body, I gotta hit it
And she double my age but I know she with it
Man, these bitches don't care, they gon' give tsunami
She be poppin' her pussy, no Kawasaki
Derek Fisher
[Verse 6]
Snupe stay wit' the chop in the Beamer
I ain't trusting these bitches, these bitches ain't it
Then she ask why I fuck her and leave her
'Cause, bitch, you a treesha, uh
Stop fuckin' with me, EBK for a fact, you was never with me
Say I'm making her dance, feel it in her pussy
She ain't never felt that 'cause her man a rookie
I be pushin' my shit to her chest
Don't play with these bitches, I'm not like the rest
She said that I fuck her the best
Put my thumb in her butt while I'm suckin' her breasts
Derek Fisher, shit
Bussin' my gun till the death
I promise I cannot be next, uh
How you callin' my phone, how you got my number?
Why you callin' my phone? You is not a member
She be callin' my phone from a unknown number
Don't be callin' my phone for that Derek Fisher
[Verse 7]
Gang, hot
All in the meetings wit' Zoes in the spot, red dot
This laser attached to the Glock
Said that she love when she see me
Said that she never gon' cheat me
Bitch, I'ma know, I was just tuckin' the kiki
Ain't walkin' around wit' a bebe
Bitch, I'ma blow, yeah, uh
Derek Fisher, yeah, uh
[Verse 8]
And I stay on that block, forty-fifther
Double Cs for the shot, ain't ever miss 'em
He caught one, screamin' "Who shot me?"
I tote that Blick in Bugatti
She all on my body, I gotta hit it
And she double my age but I know she with it
Man, these bitches don't care, they gon' give tsunami
She be poppin' her pussy, no Kawasaki
Derek Fisher
[Verse 9]
Fuck is you feenin', clean 'em up
Big knockings on my body
Don't think I'm excited, I keep it tuck
She shakin' her ass in the water, she wildin', she freaky
I know 'cause her daughter wit' me
Man, these bitches be crazy, ain't givin' no fucks
Unless ya pockets on plenty, plenty
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