[Intro]
(過去の自分と向き合う)
(4, 4, 4, 4)
Gang, gang, gang

[Verse 1]
(Plot, then a—)
Bitch tryna plot, then a bitch might die
I look around 'fore I hop in the ride
Pull up with sticks, yeah we pull up with fire
I love a bad bitch with thick thighs
And I like when them titties poke out the sides
Yeah, I'm coolin' with my man's outside
I'm finna walk on that block wit' the nine
Yeah we bumping out, n***a, don't run
Hate when I shoot this, shit, it's gon' jump
Tell these n***as watch out, man these n***as my sons
Yeah, they copy me 'cause they ain't know none
This bitch fall in love like wonton soup
Skrt off the lot after I dropped the—
Skrt off the lot after I dropped the roof
And I'm out in Cali, smokin' on zoot
Bitches on my dick, hoppin' in the coupe
Bitches on my dick when I hop out the coupe

[Verse 2]
Tch, huh, yeah
Bitch on my dick and she loose with the knock
N***as talk crazy, we send them to gods
N***as talk crazy, my n***as gon' pop you
You goin' through whatever, my n***a you flodgin'
You was 1c, yeah, n***a was poppin'?
Lil' n***a you ain't flexin', lil' n***a stop it
Lil' n***as try 'n' run down, n***a we flock
Gang, gang
Lil' n***as try 'n' run down, n***a we flockin'
Yeah, we keep knock on the hip
If it go down, take that shit to the chest
They wanna come, my n***as gon' spin
They wanna come, my n***as gon' spin
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 3]
This bitch tryna fuck, this bi—
This bitch tryna fuck, this bitch want sex
If a bitch bad, I could fuck her all night
Smokin' on a blunt, I don't sip dirty Sprite
Copped me a zip, I'll be alright
Copped me a zip, yeah, I feel fly
Yeah, all night, trap all night
On a ride, baby, take me on a ride
On the rise, yeah, 1c, we on the rise

[Verse 4]
Yeah, why? Baby, I'm like why?
Finna take a hit up out the spliff, head to the sky
If I got the pogo on me, n***as gettin' slimed
Yeah, buck 50 n***a, get yo' face slashed on the side
Tryna get fucked, pull them panties to the side
To the side, pull 'em to the side
Caught that n***a at that show, put that n***a to the side
Thom Browne or the Visvim hoodie, no, I can't decide
I pick the Thom Browne hoodie, yeah, four stripes on my side
Yeah, four stripes on my side
N***as they can't fuck with me, they cannot tweak with me, nah
N***as they can't fuck with me, they can't compete with me, nah
I'on even really know what you mean to me, nah
I love it when I—
I love it when she wear that short ass dress, yeah
Lil' bitch on my dick, it don't make no sense
Big 1c, I'ma throw my set
Out in Vancouver and I'm shopping at Saks
Bitch on the plug, fly like a dove
N***as ain't use to fuck with me for none
This bitch is a slut, I fuck with the sluts
N***as talkin' down, I done had enough
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