[Intro]
Got the stick on my hip, you know
Know I am 'bout the juggin', why would I lie?
I got the stick, I don't wanna' fight
And this bitch wanna' feel me, that's what I like
'Cause I got a lot, of shit on my mind
I got eighty bitches, I cannot wife
I feel like Lil' Boat, I just want the night
That n***a is broke, I'm buyin' his life, aye
(I'm buyin' that n***a)
Know I am 'bout the juggin', why would I lie?
I got the stick, I don't wanna' fight
And this bitch wanna' feel me, that's what I like
'Cause I got a lot, of shit on my mind (yeah)
I got eighty bitches, I cannot wife (oh)
I feel like Lil' Boat (yeah), I just want the night (yeah)
That n***a is broke, I'm buyin' his life
Aye (I'm buyin' that n***a)
(Bloody)
(Whoisphew)
It's a whole lotta bloody [?]
You know what the fuck goin' on
Whoisphew in this bitch
Yeah, oh yeah
Yeah, oh yeah
You ready?
I don't think they ready for it
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Oh, oh)
[Verse]
Got a white bitch, look like Lindsay Lo'
And I shoot, like I'm Brook Lo'
Moncler, put it on her coat
She a sniffer (yeah), I don't do the blow (yeah)
Turn this kickback to a kick door
Ran his pockets, but I need mo'
Any means, like I'm Paid in Full
I might smoke homie, he don't get off the floor (yeah)

[Refrain]
Makin' em hit the flo'
I'm not whippin' my wrist, no more
She know I'm with the shits, fasho
Get the Sprinter, and hit the road
That bih don't need a check for me
'Cause I'm makin' her get her own
That boy wanted to pick a bone
Got the stick on my hip, you know

[Chorus]
Know I am 'bout the juggin', why would I lie?
I got the stick, I don't wanna' fight
And this bitch wanna' feel me, that's what I like
I got a lot, of shit on my mind
I got eighty bitches, I cannot wife
I feel like Lil' Boat, I just want the night
That n***a is broke, I'm buyin' his life (I'm buyin' that n***a)
Know I am 'bout the juggin', why would I lie?
I got the stick, I don't wanna' fight
And this bitch wanna' feel me, that's what I like
I got a lot, of shit on my mind
I got eighty bitches, I cannot wife
I feel like Lil' Boat, I just want the night
That n***a is broke, I'm buyin' his life
(I'm buyin' that n***a)
[Verse]
Got a white bitch, look like Lindsay Lo'
And I shoot, like I'm Brook Lo' (oh, yeah)
Moncler, put it on her coat
She a sniffer, I don't do the blow
Turn this kickback to a kick door
Ran his pockets, but I need mo'
Any means, like I'm Paid in Full
I might smoke homie, he don't get off the floor

[Refrain]
Yeah, I'm makin' him hit the flo'
I'm not whippin' my wrist, no more
She know I'm with the shits, fasho
Get the Sprinter, and hit the road
That bih don't need a check for me
'Cause I'm makin' her get her own
That boy wanted to pick a bone
Got the stick on my hip, you know (aye)
Oh, yeah