歌詞
(clvr)
Borin' like crickets
Walk in the scene, I feel like a lieutenant
Bitch, I'm speedin' fuck all the tickets
I say these bullets will probably fix him
I-I just spent hunnids and thousands on denim
Couple of racks in my pants, I can't fit it
We send them boys, they gon' hit his dome
They gon' hit his cap, no cap, it ain't fittin'
I had to run up them digits
I had to find my own way to go get it
We send them boys, they gon' hit his dome
They gon' hit his cap, no cap, it ain't fittin'
I had to run up them digits
I had to find my own way to go get it
We send them boys, they gon' hit his dome
They gon' hit his cap
No cap, it ain't fittin' (Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
I had to run up them digits
Bitch, you shot your shot and you missed it
Huh, why are sitting there pissin'?
Bitch, why you mad that I'm getting more mentions?
Set up a comment and walk in the pit like Palutena
With the sound, reflect the shield
You kneel, I'm in the back of the truck, I kneel
I'm in the back of the truck, you sealed
Bitch ass ho, **** be hatin' on me when they broke
I don't give a shit, I don't give a ho
But **** gone hate, just stick to the code
Like, why is you mad?
Fucking your bitch and now you out sad
You can't even get back cause' she don't want you
Don't even start with me, I don't want you
Kissing on bread cause' she gettin' them funds too
Slide in my rental, bad lil' bitch, she is presidential
On my knees licking that kitty, I can't even breathe
I'm not a ho, but bitch, I'm a freak
I'm sippin on lean, I'm feeling all wrong
I'm in a prayer, profs' from making ass song
Like ma-ma, goo-goo
Shaking that ass, she give me a coo-coo bitch
Ha, damn, shoot
Bee, di-di-di-di-di-di-di-hoo, woo
Written by: Giuliet Anderson, McKayla Anderson, Noah Malik Lee


