[Intro]
Killa

[Chorus]
Every time I pull out a whip, that bitch exotic
Anytime I pop my shit, I can't say sorry
Scope on the stick, calibratin', know I'm hittin' my target
Came out the mud, it was hard
Came out the end of the tunnel, ain't had no light, that shit was dark
My bitch, she built like a Fanta, yeah, check her out, look at her body
Take a walk in my closet, shit so deep, you could go shoppin'
N***a, I was walkin', I had turn it up, ain't have no-

[Verse 1]
She popped in, paparazzi, hol' up
I'm feelin' nauseous, shawty, I gotta pour up
Every time you call me, I'm right there, I show up
You only wanna light her up, 'cause I know her
My lifestyle different, she wanna pull up with me, then I gotta show her
Thеy lettin' us in, they don't need no ID, they alrеady know us
Yeah, she's a blower, she gon' place her hand right next to my blower
Yes, I'm a lil' colder, check out all this ice, baby, it's snowin'
(It's snowin')
Check out all this ice, baby, check out all this-
Check out all this ice, baby, check out all this-
She popped in, paparazzi, hol' up (Check out all this ice, check out all this-)
She popped in, paparazzi, hol' up (Check out all this ice, check out all this-)
Check out all this ice, check out all this-
She popped in, paparazzi, hol' up (Check out all this ice, check out all this-)
[Chorus]
Every time I pull out a whip, that bitch exotic
Anytime I pop my shit, I can't say sorry
Scope on the stick, calibratin', know I'm hittin' my target
Came out the mud, it was hard
Came out the end of the tunnel, ain't had no light, that shit was dark
My bitch, she built like a Fanta, yeah, check her out, look at her body
Take a walk in my closet, shit so deep, you could go shoppin'
N***a, I was walkin', I had turn it up, ain't have no-

[Verse 2]
(I had to turn it up, ain't have no)
I had to turn it up, ain't have no option, no option
I had to turn it up, I had to stop scammin' and robbin'
Every time I get her back, I fuck my bitch like I just lost her
All these bitches lame, I see 'em once and now they starstruck
All these n***as lame, they wanna be us, they just imposters
Back seat of that Cadillac, was front seat with that chopper
Every store I walk in know my name, yeah, I'ma frequent shopper

[Chorus]
Everytime I pull out a whip, that bitch exotic
Anytime I pop my shit, I can't say sorry
Scope on the stick, calibratin', know I'm hittin' my target
Came out the mud, it was hard
Came out the end of the tunnel, ain't had no light, that shit was dark
My bitch, she built like a Fanta, yeah, check her out, look at her body
Take a walk in my closet, shit so deep, you could go shoppin'
N***a, I was walkin', I had turn it up, ain't have no-