[Intro]
(Kilo made this)
Ayy (MIA JAY C), pussy, okay

[Chorus: Sada Baby]
N***a, let me slide on your bitch ass
Ice be outside, we gon' ride on your bitch ass
They ain't even callin' gas on your bitch ass
Put it on the P's, drop five on your bitch ass (Ayy)
Let me slide on your bitch ass
Ice be outside, we gon' ride on your bitch ass
They ain't even callin' gas on your bitch ass
Put it on the P's, we drop five on your bitch ass, huh

[Verse 1: Sada Baby]
Skuba schooled, drop your mans for them dollars
I got legs on this chopper, it's gon' sing like Madonna, uh
Put them bands on your head, on your mama
I'm off Percocets, them bitches make me feel like I'm Obama
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Don't say shit to your honor smеll like Baccarat
I give my fans more knowlеdge on how to gon' drop an album
I give my mans more props if he come back with your top (I will)
I ain't 'bout to argue with you, I'm gon' get him killed (On gang)
Got an automatic shotty, and it's really real
Dog food in the house by the Enfamil
While my guys son high chair off the pills
[Chorus: Sada Baby]
N***a, let me slide on your bitch ass
Ice be outside, we gon' ride on your bitch ass, ugh
I ain't even callin' gas on your bitch ass
Put it on the P's, drop five on your bitch ass (Ayy)
Let me slide on your bitch ass
Ice be outside, we gon' ride on your bitch ass
They ain't even callin' gas on your bitch ass
Put it on the B's, we drop five on your bitch ass, huh

[Verse 2: Ice Burgandy]
Big Blood, catch big slugs out this four-five
Shoot a n***a halfway down the block with closed eyes
I got four 9's, put 'em together, that's a whole pie
Someone gon' die, fuck up this chicken, fuck up your whole life
Me and Sada, we like Lorenz and Curry
Off 10's with these 30's, want revenge off these perkies
I've been fucking with the dog, I be getting it for the dirt cheep
I just bought a brand-new Glock, one up top, it hold thirteen
Tell that bitch know be a fee, what you know about it?
I show you how to take a bitch and get some dough up out it
N***a, if it's money on the floor, I hit the road about it
Same n***as tryna ride my wave, now I know they doubt it

[Verse 3: BandGang Javar]
Dog trainer, I'll lay your bitch ass down
N***as tryna set me up like match.com
I don't leave the crib without that FN, clown
It got a stutter, it just make that— sound
Wanna be famous, just steal from me
Guarantee you'll be on FOX News that same week
Your mama givin' that my son ain't deserve this bitch
We'll knock her ass down too, she tell on me
Got that bag off the road like community service (On what?)
You be on Twitter, sneak dissing and purping (Huh, what?)
Have that same energy in person (Man)
First n***a look at my direction, it's curtains