Twist

Pop out if you tryna face your fears bruh sprung off the white he pulled a Britney Spears I'll just take yo shit fuck a truth or dare this bitch tryna trick me say she wanna do my hair Don't fuck with parties all niggas do is stare why she wanna talk to me sour I treat her sweet cause my wallet got power I'm a P-I-M-P like 50 Niggas keep dropping ' finna leave the city I opened the pack now they say they can't hear me Nigga don't fear me fear God that's who you gettin' sent to I can make beats nigga I can spit too I like my bitch bad wit a attitude When you put it on me I cannot be mad at you leave a nigga on the curb like a prostitute Mama said boy what the fuck is wrong with you? Sorry mama I'm geeked I've seen the plug four times this week throw that shit on make your bitch leak Uh I ain't tryna be a sinner but don't get in the way of my dinner That's why niggas pushin' up in sprinters when it's up it's stuck ain't no other decision I take the left which Which one is you gettin'? I don't sell dimes so So what is you gettin' From the back throw that leg up like I'm hittin' the folks I ain't grabbin her neck buh this hoe gone choke Hands on her neck yeah she like that too my hands up jiggin' she like my moves