歌詞
You rocking with Dstar, lil' bitch
I love you, yeah, I love you (Forreal)
Told that boy go roll himself like I ain't even- (I'm ten, yeah)
What, what, hard (Hard)
All of my diamonds go hard (Hard)
Tell lil' bih' I don't mean harm (Harm)
Fuck with my gang, it's a problem (Bih!)
Double D sit on the choppa (Choppa)
Prada5 really imposter (Forreal)
Get 'round the hoes, I ain't proper (No bap)
I woke up ready to do it (Do it)
Call up lil' Younn, he gon' do it (Do it)
Count on lil' Yotti, he shooting (Shoot it)
My **** Moh, he the troop, yeah (Troop)
Call up young Spank, he so ruthless (So rude)
7.62's they gon' do it, yeah (Do it)
Do what I want him to do, yeah
Know that my gang we so rude, yeah (Blatt)
Hawk that boy down wit' my brew, yeah
If I put that bag on him, huh, young brew ready to get on him, huh
I was just trapping last summer, huh (Trapping)
Now I got more racks than mama, huh (Racks)
Like do you see what I see (Blatt)
Like do you bleed what I bleed, huh, what
Young PB, huh (Yeah)
I'm dropping dick in her V (Ugh)
I drop that bag, get on him
Fully stick, forty-round compact (Compact)
She let me grip 'cause that ass fat (Ass fat)
I don't give a fuck where yo' man at (No)
I heard that bitch wanna bag me (What)
She know it's a young **** world, she eat on my kids and my babies (Yeah)
I fucked her, the hoe drove me crazy (Yeah)
Re-up on drugs, hard (Forreal)
Walk down, pull out the sword (On god)
Fuck this hoe in a foreign (No bap)
Take her to Longhorn (Yeah)
These **** really ain't hard (Hard)
Rapping ass **** ain't like that
Boy, get your motherfucking ass back
Late night striking I did that
What, what, hard (Hard)
All of my diamonds go hard (Hard)
Tell lil' bih' I don't mean harm (Harm)
Fuck with my gang, it's a problem
Double D sit on the choppa
Prada5 really imposter (Yeah)
Get 'round the hoes, I ain't proper (Proper)
I woke up ready to do it (What)
Call up lil' Younn, he gon' do it (Do it)
Count on lil' Yotti, he shooting (Shoot it)
My **** Moh, he the troop, yeah (Troop)
Call up young Spank, he so ruthless (Ruthless)
7.62's they gon' do it, yeah (Do it)
Do what I want him to do, yeah
Know that my gang we so rude, yeah (Gang)
Hawk that boy down wit' my brew, yeah (Come here)
Forreal
Forreal, lil' bitch
Blood gang shit
Money gang shit
Money gang for life
Fuck the opps
I'm rolling
Written by: Pradabagshawty
