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Yeah, aight, bitch What's up with that motherfucking mouth? Oh God, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Helluva made the beat baby Usually do a white bitch with a slatt one Got a bad bitch with a fat one She like bitches more than me so on Fridays, we do captions Like Uzi's, not Madsen's She like Mac Dre, I like Andre I'ma ball hard like DeAndre Need a paycheck like Beyoncé Not tryna be your fiancé My sister's boyfriend light skinned, his name Keyence Told him if he hurt her, I'ma hurt him on my papa (That's on pops) Pull up to his mama house with that big choppa (Grrrr) Ayy, forty racks will put that jet in the air I'm like fuck it, let me pull up on the slaps 'cause I'm here Put that on my daddy grave, ain't no man that I fear (No) I ain't talking shit, when I say, "Clap at this here" (Go get it) Niggas showing their true colors, get my clorox (Clorox) Your favorite rapper chain, know he's in an out the projects (Fuck that) Make a nigga bitch do some pork chops I used to hear shots, now I ain't got to keep my doors locked With they baby mama only time they acting tough SongtexteWe heard I had a shootout, ain't nobody dying, wasn't us Say whatever you want about the Glock 9's (Bah) Even if it's slippery, can't let the opps slide Had a foreign, yeah, the shit with the frog eyes Bad bitch, on the neck, she be dark eyes I'm a dog ass bitch like some left focals And a big white house, call that Chef Oval Broke whip a Range Rover, uh Built like a lick to say the least Fifty thousand like a fleece Blue and red like police Got a bad bitch with a tint Rose, sun down Nigga hot, a nigga 8 ball, playstation Pull up to the sock, fuck his mama in her back Bend her over, hold her mouth Told her, "Take it like a real bitch" Then she went south, sucking dick like a pro Swallow mouth like a taste tester on a Go Pro On a Go Pro, bitch, want the crib? Fuck the bank 'cause I don't want to know (Where your cash?) Yachty still got the money from that one in horse (That's some M's) Hellcat, red key, that's the mini horses (Uh) In the club with all Franklins, going Georgia's Walking through the airport, hoping they don't call the dogs Got more frost than a bitch, I'm just hoping that I thaw (Ice) I'm beefing with your mans, we go 50, take his head off Bankrolls so fucking sloppy I can't spread it raw Wait, who that creeping in the car, the windows down (Who's that?) That might be bro, he's supposed to pull up with some loud (All good) They started shooting 'till those kids go in the house They heard the AR, make the niggas turn to rubble Fuck his bitch in a pretty ass night gown She get drunk off of Titos, believe that Fuck that bitch from the back, grab her weed tracks Why these bitches want both? Mind your beeswax Make your bitch take my kids, they like deep facts Put a crease in her butt like some water slacks Pussy wet, got me feeling like a merman AI, AK's like the Taliban Tell the fried niggas getting money like the Wheel of Fortune Used to ride a wild couple cars with no AC unit She was really scorching so my wrist tell my ace to do it Teeth with the porches, not just better than some old MILF Niggas talkin' about what they 'bout to do, ayy Boy we already in motion (We already in motion) Fuck with us, you crack that metal though (Fuck with us we grab the heat) We aim it at abdominals, ayy (We aim at your body) Try me if you feeling heroic, I'm strapped like a Trojan You know I ain't spread shit, when I shrinking on Rollies He say, "Grizzley, you don't fuck with me." Get out your emotions Blocka will tell you, before we really go to this shit, we'd spoken, nigga Now our prices is the lowest Ayy, but the, show prices the highest (Show prices the highest) I found out the hard way that my heart probably the darkest (Heart probably the darkest) Bitch but her ice probably the brightest, nigga Aus Songtexte Mania