歌词
One thing for sure, two things for certain
I'm in my Birkin, these **** clowns, belong in a circus
Wavin' the pole like a phone with no service
Opp **** funeral, shoot up the service
I'm tryna help him see Jesus in person
Snatchin' these babas like **** was lootin'
So wild, look like bitches when they snatchin' purses
NBA, FG, please don't test me
Homie, I'm harder than global regents
If he ain't gang, it's ten K or better
Other than that, I don't do features
Dior runners, heat for the summer
Sun up, gun up, kick like punters
They on my dick so I'm droppin' they shit
If you wanted a answer then that's it summed up
Seen some situations where they could've finished
But it's obvious them **** rookies
Homie, I'm real aggressive and I'm really with it
You could try, I ain't never been pussy
All of these opp **** makin' diss records
If I see 'em, don't shoot 'em, I'm chin checkin'
Bitch, my name hold weight like I'm bench pressin'
They all mad at the Woos 'cause we trendsettin'
And I don't fuck with **** that fuck with ****
That say they don't fuck with me
I'm not these other ****, I don't love these bitches
Baby, don't put your trust in me
I only need some company
After I'm done, you up and leave
You better pray in a church
It's a whole lotta smoke if you think about touchin' me
I know Tony the Ape gon' boom 'em
Big NBA, we known for shootin'
Fuck with my locs, it's no confusion
Shout out to Sleepy and Sheff, they movin'
R-A-H, same wish, I'm movin' flagrant
Tom Ford, she said she feelin' the fragrance
Encore, after the movie we makin'
I call my youngins to score like Tatum
Hot Nine, this ain't no radio station
Cock mine, after I up it he racing
Stop sign, no we ain't stoppin', we take it
She fell in love 'cause the dick was amazin'
**** be pussy and tuckin' they jewelry
I'm in the bush and I spin with the Suvy east
Full court press if I go pick Mell up
I been outside, it ain't shit they could do with me
Signed for some teeth, you ain't get a big check
Shoot up the Garvey party, make a big mess
'Cause I'm with a opp **** baby moms
She suck my dick and you callin' her princess
She eat the kids and you still go and kiss her
Bands in L.A. like Kawhi on them Clippers
Six pack give 'em six shots to his liver
Why would you lack sellin' weed in some slippers?
Why would you lack sellin' weed in some slippers?
Pick 'em up
Pick 'em up
Shots through body, pick 'em up
Written by: Rahlique Wilks
