歌詞
Yeah, and I can't get the cops in the car, shittin' in it
And I'm out the house, shittin' in it
Huh, hey, I'm off the molly, I can't talk, my jaw's locked
Try to swing this bitch and I'm gon' shoot until the cops stop
Don't let no ho, I can't trust a bitch, I know they all thots
Free the motherfuckin' guys, I can't wait 'til my dawgs drop
Huh, I'm 'bout my motherfuckin' chicken, fattuccini
I do pop-ups 'round your hood, I know them pussy **** seen me
So much syrup in my soda, bitch, I'm naughty, bitch, I'm leanin'
I know they wonderin' how the fuck I'm still goin', bitch, I wing it
Huh, tell me what it is, not what it 'posed to be
Supposedly, I gotta watch the ****, I lack close to me
Bitch, I stopped takin' pills and gave my way back, choka-chokin' me
Said I don't waste no time with chasin' bitches, that shit old to me
Ah, man, damn, how you movin' fire but smilin' in my face?
Man, damn, you say you need some gas, G-Samba on the way
Man, damn, tell you I need some lane, bitch, y'all can get you straight
Fuck the dough, bitch, I'm in the yard, I been kicked down the gate
You got a dub? Bitch, I want it, where you at? Bitch, I'm on it
I should up my price like fifty for a show and songs a hunnid
No, sir, I been out the way, bitch, I been movin' low-key
Huh, they be speakin' on my name like they know me
Bitch, I'm off different type of drugs, I'm tryna OD
You better sock it to my pocket if you owe me
When I signed the deal, bitch, I put on my whole team
Fresh up out that cell, the judge told me to keep my nose clean
Huh, bitch, I pop it, bust the pocket off my old jeans (let's go)
Put my dick inside your bitch and make your hoes scream
Talk to me nice, bitch, or you gon' talk to me twice
You can eat this dick and be my bitch, but I don't want no wife
Do your thang, live your life, I don't cuff hoes
Kick rocks, bitch, bitch, I'm still buyin' chains
It ain't shit, stop, bitch, grr, huh?
Can't come to us, huh?
Ain't made it out this fuckin' hole, huh? Huh?
Written by: Deonte Gaines
