Woo, woo, woo

Woo, DJ Right on that beat, bitch

Woo

Or should I say, lil' bitch?

Ha, Shabazz, ****

Cee-Lo, bitch, I got the bank

Fuck a four, bitch, I pour out a pint

Cuban bitch, got a plug on the white

Sippin' clean, pour it up in the Sprite

Bad bitch, she gon' ride like a bike

Off the Xans, fall asleep at the light

And I'm lit, bitch, I don't need a light

And I'm dope like I'm miss' out a pipe

Too many Percs, I missed my flight

Keep goin' back, I'm tryin' make it right

Keep it on me, lil' bitch, I'm walkin' light

Three in the cut like a thief in the night

**** backstabbin', ain't meant with no knife

How you backdoor your man? You get no stripes

I get them bags in overnight

Shouldn't alarm me, **** think that I swipe

I put your bitch on a one-way flight

She know how I'm livin' might change her life

**** mad, know they wan' take my life

Can't go out sad, rock the Drac' like a mic

Trap too fast, ****, I can't sleep

Like a Xan, put that **** to sleep

Trap need a new scale every week

We get them bags in for the cheap

I'm in the strip club tippin' freaks

Bad bitch, and her purse match her feet

I been trappin' in this shit for a week

But when she see me, she said I look sweet

Designer shoe, the bounty's on my feet (Woo)

Brother in the feds, he look like me (Woo)

And all his kids lookin' up to me (Look up to me)

When he look in the mirror, he see me (He see me)

Booted up off the Percs, I can't sleep (I can't sleep)

I'm in the Benz but Ace in a Bimmer (Bimmer)

I know she bad, but don't think I need her (Woo)

This trap full of dirty guns, they need cleanin'

At the harbor right on top of the cleaners (Woo)

Ice on me like I'm workin' at Rita's (Look)

I was in school tryna fuck the teachers

Now they tryna fuck on me (Fuck on me)

'Cause I got pounds on me ('Cause I got pounds on me)

I smell like pounds of weed (I smell like pounds of weed)

Bags from Cali, **** (Bags from Cali)

When they touch, gon' need thirty-three (Yeah)

No, not twenty-three (Patrick Ewing), bitch, I'm not Jordan (Thirty-three)

Ballin' like I'm Kobe (Thirty-three), bitch, shoot like Ginóbili (Lil' bitch)

Man, I got bitches, they owe me (They owe me)

Hah, ****, they owe me (They owe me, bitch)

For stealin' my damn swag, ooh (My swag)

Lil' fuck ****, you owe me, ooh (You owe me)

Lil' fuck ****, you owe up (Lil' bitch)

Lil' fuck ****, can't trust ya, ooh (Lil' bitch)

Pull up in the truck, I bust ya, ooh (On God, ****)

On God, I don't trust you, ooh (On God, ****)

On God, I'll bust you, ooh (On God, ****)

Feds get behind me, I'm bustin' (And I'm bustin')

You don't know how long I been fucked up (Woo, woo)

**** got the rap game fucked up (Fucked up)

Know **** mad they switched up (Switched up)

PBG, bitch, don't trust us (Don't trust us, bitch)

PBG, bitch, your time up (Your time up, bitch)

Push to start, we come and find you (Come and find you, bitch)

Where you was at? We was slidin' (Where you was at, ****?)

Bitch, you wasn't outside (You wasn't outside, ****)

Maybe you ain't had no iron (Woo), maybe you ain't had no ride

Maybe you wasn't gon' slide, maybe you was gon' ride

I'm in the driver seat, but I'm hittin' **** from the passenger side

I'ma slide like this beat ride

No double M, I'm in G5

Cream Bim' on the four-five

**** play with the gang, then he die, ****

I got mob ties, ****, lil' bitch, damn

I got mob wives, ****, lil' bitch