Bleuski

Yeah

Young **** just got out the clink and he right back trappin' again

Cocaine all in the seats and pounds in back of the Benz (In back of the Benz)

He don't even wash his clothes, all he wan' do is go spin (Do is go spin)

This bitch body so cold, I wanna give her a kid (Yeah)

Yeah, we servin' that medical, ****, we ain't goin' federal, **** (We ain't goin' federal, ****)

Cocaine peddler, ****, I get your bitch wetter, lil' **** (I get her wetter, lil' ****)

These chains ain't metal, lil' ****, she fucked when she met a lil' ****, ooh (Met a lil' ****)

She know I'm a general, ****, she eat all my minerals, ****

Project bitch, she don't ask for shit (Ask for shit)

Probably 'cause she ain't never had this shit (Had this shit)

Pussy way better than average

And that's why she ain't gotta ask for it

Louis V print all on your ass and shit

Got a bigger size just so your ass could fit

Hit it from the back, I'm stabbin' it

I'ma hit it from the back, I'm stabbin' it

I made this tape for these **** to fuck and get money and trap to (Trap to)

If you shoot a killer, you might as well kill a real ****, you got to (****, you got to)

The streets didn't teach me how to read, but I promise I know what a Glock do (I know what a Glock do)

These **** be slimy, they droppin' them dimes and they come tryna stop you

Ain't no love in this shit, put my love in a Glock 10 (10)

That's my ****, we gang, we locked in (We locked in)

We ain't go to the club, we dropped in

Have a hitter pull up to a drop-in (Frrt)

Catch him leavin' his house, get him blocked in

Put his ho in the trunk, get her locked in

In the mornin', they put it on Fox 10

Say he gangster, it's somethin' I'm not seein'

Project bitch, she don't ask for shit (Ask for shit)

Probably 'cause she ain't never had this shit (Had this shit)

Pussy way better than average

And that's why she ain't gotta ask for it

Louis V print all on your ass and shit

Got a bigger size just so your ass could fit

Hit it from the back, I'm stabbin' it

I'ma hit it from the back, I'm stabbin' it

I ain't got no love for these hoes, I'm pimpin' these hoes, don't treat you like gold (Gold)

I'd rather treat her like shit, they gon' trick on my bitch and we turnt up, we lit (We lit)

He gon' hop out with a stick, you know how it get, don't care who I hit (They gon' hit)

They gon' come through on a weekend, hit with the Drac' like they from the 6

Where the hoes? I'm takin' my pick, come take you a hit, come get you a fix

Yeah, I'm with my dog like Vick, he straight out the can and went on a hit

Young **** just got out the clink and he right back trappin' again

Cocaine all in the seats and pounds in back of the Benz

He don't even wash his clothes, all he wan' do is go spin

This bitch body so cold, I wanna give her a kid

Bleuski

Bleuski

Bleuski

Yeah