[Preview]

I just walked in with a shotty
Skrrt skrrt skrrt pull up in the rari
I get a Glock boy like Carl
I’m fucking that bitch she calling me papi
She sucking my dick

[Intro]
(Damn son, where’d you find this?)
Ayy Shaw I’m faded where the
(Yeah) (Jank)
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[Verse 1]

Ayy ayy (yeah)
I just walked in with a shotty
Skrrt skrrt skrrt pull up in the rari
I get a Glock boy like Carl
I’m fucking that bitch she calling me papi
She sucking my dick and she know that I’m poppin
But I’ve been jankin more than rodrick
I run to the bag they calling me sonic
I get that stick like I’m going wild
Man fuck that talking I run up some commas
That boy got some money these n***as be funny
Up in the two ford now he running
I hop in the two dawg get to dumping
I figure n***as be bitches, period
She act like hoe it must the time of the month
I don’t give a fuck point it beer black eye blinging
And Shawty she suck she swallow my semen
I pull up and bust leave them on the cement
Bitch I’m in the hood I’m in the flat
I had to move the v a
Man fuck all these n***as these n***as be gay
If that n***a talking pop out with the k
I’m fucking that bitch and I nut on her face
Pull up in the foreign had to do the race
[Verse 2]

Pockets fat than a bitch
I just like saying bitch
You’s a
Fat than a bitch
I just like saying bitch
Use a big stick
Hop out with a big clip
All this crap this ain’t biskids
I got racks you’s a dipshit
And my shooters don’t miss shit
How you got a stendo clip but still ain’t hit shit?
That means you ain’t in the field
I swear these n***as ain’t real
I pull up and shoot like Barnaby Bill
If he get the pussy then he get killed
Like boy that cap ain’t my style
Pull up with the strap and we get wild
Bitch I get a Mac he gun him down
If that n***a up we run him down
Gimme that shit lil bitch
Gimme that bitch lil bitch
Gimme that stick lil bitch
Imma take your bitch lil bitch
I hop in the trap I bussin the uzi
I’m gripping that bitch I’m gripping my toolie
I hang with the goons we young rooly
That n***a high like kooly
All of the bloods I’m boolin
6ix9ine my n***as they stupid
Tote guns my n***as they ruthless
Bitch you red/rare like roofus
You ain’t moving packs you a doofus
But she give me brain and I leave her clueless
We smokin that gas my n***as they zooted
We up in his house my n***as they lootin
Well that n***a tight/type but he won’t meet
Pull up with the pipe and CTRL ATL DELETE
[Verse 3]

Fuck do you need my n***a
Bitch I’m the plug I got it all
And what do you see my n***a
I don’t know but I see a whole lot of bitches
I see a whole lot of bitches
I see a whole lot of riches
I see a whole lot of gun
I see a whole lot of funds
My n***as they do they want
Ayy fuck that shit bitch
Fuck that shit bitch
Fuck that shit bitch
Fuck that shit bitch
Fuck that shit bitch
Fuck that shit bitch
Fuck that shit bitch
Fuck that shit bitch
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