BBL

(Uzoma, come here) I fuck on that ho and came back on her Fuck on that ho and I– yeah (Chill, Hint) I fuck on that ho and came back on her (Yeah), it look like she went got a new BBL Oh, now you done went got a lil' ass on you (Let's go), your doctor did good, shit, I can't even tell I'm the only one wrap, bitch, the pack in the mail Had to make something for the gangster bitches Never by myself, got the banger with me Hatin'-ass nigga, man, I hate them niggas It's Baby, bitch, say that shit two times (Say it two) Baby, Baby, he acting brand new now (Baby, Baby) Had to shake 'em, he got back his juicе now (And the– woo) Now you double back, knew you wеre coming back (Let's go) Got the shit in my house that connect the guest house to the house, park the Rolls-Royce up under that (Yeah) I could fuck up the game if a nigga dropped now, set it down, niggas think he ain't comin' back Somebody must told you wrong (Huh?) Come through popping on a whole new song (Yeah, bitch) Pussy nigga must think they lit 'til they put us in this bitch and cut the Pro Tools on (Yeah, nigga) Hatin'-ass nigga still gon' die, keep waitin' in the line, bitch, it won't be long (No, no) Rap niggas talk big boy shit, but when I'm in the room, they control they tone I set it off on these niggas, they know it too (They know it) Long live G, a bitch play, he gon' go with you (Let's go) You know your lil' brother gon' blow that– (Woo) That's my gangster bitch, she from the west side (Yeah, the west) Many men, bitch, I need me a vest (Uh-huh) You gon' need more than that how we step out Spend every dollar I got 'til a nigga get dropped, take his ass out the game, nigga checked out (Bitch) You the type of fuck nigga switch up when you don't get attention, lil' bitch feelin' left out (Bitch) I could be the lil' dog in the room, I'ma walk in that bitch my chin up with my chest out Honestly, all these rap niggas hoes music, don't got no bop in it, back on they neck now Goin' Birdman, I need my respect out Got a bitch look like Left Eye, yes I (Yeah) I fuck on that ho and came back on her (Go), it look like she went got a new BBL Oh, now you done went got a lil' ass on you (Let's go), your doctor did good, shit, I can't even tell I'm the only one wrap, bitch, the pack in the mail Had to make something for the gangster bitches Never by myself, got the banger with me Hatin'-ass nigga, man, I hate them niggas Fully loaded whip, I'm back on my bullshit And this bitch fully loaded, FN clip Turn that block and the two shooters come out the roof, spinnin' back to back, back 'til they finish 'em Shorty driving while we in a widebody At a spot where they gon' drop off them bodies She gon' leave on commercial, come back in a private I know that she got it, gotta make sure she copy Dirty lil' kitchen, she cleaning the bowls Bro servin' the bowl, we still sellin' them 'bows Brother gon' trap while I'm confined at home House arrest from me totin' that fire on the road Know for a fact she ain't breakin' the code, everything, she don't know If they kickin' in doors, she won't open her mouth I surprised her, they backin' the Lamb' off the truck in the bottom, south side In my grandmother house where my mom and them grew Like I'm sick, got the flu, I been turned up on Boo With that stick, I'ma shoot, I don't play with them dudes Flood her neck with them diamonds, lil' shorty the truth In her purse, put the blick, smoke on one, I'ma hit But he only got eight, better come with the tip My little youngin take quarters, he don't give a shit If he can't add it up, he gon' sell it to you Sign her name for that cutter, she buy it for you Shorty stay with the shit and she down for the crew She pickin' it up and I'm poppin' her off, when that gangster shit come, sling that iron for you Stealin' polos and T-shirts up out of the mall, I ain't nothin' like Omar, send that wire for you Vacuum seals, baking soda, this home improvement, she bring the quinine by two, go I fuck on that ho and came back on her (Go), it look like she went got a new BBL Oh, now you done went got a lil' ass on you, your doctor did good, shit, I can't even tell I'm the only one wrap, bitch, the pack in the mail Had to make something for the gangster bitches Never by myself, got the banger with me Hatin'-ass nigga, man, I hate them niggas