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Oh Lord, Jetson made another one Slatt Gotit Dropping my top at the light Bitch, I'm a dog, yeah, I bite 24K for the sneakers like yikes All that pussy, yeah, the bitch real tight Hellcat, think I'ma get the bitch right Married to the money and we real tight Could have swore I was a kite, the way I get high Opp block shopping when we come in late night Nigga better run when we hit the headlights Fucking on a bitch, too late, make a right .38 special gon' get a nigga skied Rather do a bid 'fore I be in black and white Hit Woody, he got seal on pints Rio comin' through with all the gang Pulled off on the road, yeah, we shine Young nigga hot, yeah, really get stanked No, I can't move off drank Geeked, I'm switchin' through the lanes (skrrt) Goin' all out for some stains The reason he gon' be stanked Put a lot of money on his brain Yeah, I'm going out for the gang He say he want smoke, now he changed Now they payin' up for his chain Young nigga shit, young nigga shit Pop a nigga quick, pop a nigga wig Play you so slime, I bet your nigga live I ain't gon' kill him, I'ma shoot him in his shit Police gang, they gon' send me to the pigs Caught amnesia, tryna ask what I did The Range, the Cartier frames got tints Try who like a ho? You got a nigga bent Boy, your mouth big, bitch, I'm lit Ho, come lick, then suck like ticks Earned my name from runnin' through the six Backyard gangs, we used to hop fences Hide from 12, beatin' out bales Pray he don't tell, gotta drop some shells Slime give you hell, ain't in my jail Doin' the whole thing, then I fishtail Dropping my top at the light Bitch, I'm a dog, yeah, I bite 24K for the sneakers like yikes All that pussy, yeah, the bitch real tight Hellcat, think I'ma get the bitch right Married to the money and we real tight Could have swore I was a kite, the way I get high Opp block shopping when we come in late night Nigga better run when we hit the headlights Fucking on a bitch, too late, make a right .38 special gon' get a nigga skied Rather do a bid 'fore I be in black and white Hit Woody, he got seal on pints Rio comin' through with all the gang Pulled off on the road, yeah, we shine Young nigga hot, yeah, really get stanked Show no remorse, slang no torch Hopped off the porch, ready to go north You ain't all big, fuck that 'port Fuck her one time, cut a nigga short Ballin' on the bitch, don't need a court Don't play games, my life still Jordan Really rich, double-R Royce Dirk Nowitski, shootin' half-court YSL life, trick a nigga out his shoes Sip on lean, I ain't drinking no brew You ain't my nigga if I question your shootin' If you get the pole, you gon' know what to do Pour out my heart and soul in the booth Your baby daddy weak, he like a loose tool House full of vibes and they came out a group Screamin' out slatt, we want all the loot (Slatt Gotit) Pullin' up like the uber man, shout out to Duke Perc'-ed the fuck out, everybody in the room Supercharged truck and that bitch go vroom Fuck an opp, move I'm getting money, I don't know about you Drugs relax my body like massuese Pint of lean while I pull up on juice Yeah, it's crazy but it's true Dropping my top at the light Bitch, I'm a dog, yeah, I bite 24K for the sneakers like yikes All that pussy, yeah, the bitch real tight Hellcat, think I'ma get the bitch right Married to the money and we real tight Could have swore I was a kite, the way I get high Opp block shopping when we come in late night Nigga better run when we hit the headlights Fucking on a bitch, too late, make a right .38 special gon' get a nigga skied Rather do a bid 'fore I be in black and white Hit Woody, he got seal on pints Rio comin' through with all the gang Pulled off on the road, yeah, we shine Young nigga hot, yeah, really get stanked
Writer(s): Kevin Gomringer, Tim Gomringer, Tahj Morgan, Semaja Render Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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