[Verse 1, Kyle Richh]: Graah
Im in Miami, like waiting on 3
Like in that fenny, im packin that heat
Lets get drunk, like slide to the beach
Like she my baby, I rub on her feet
And I keep a 9 in my jeans
Grip on my body I walk wit a lean
Keep my gun and my bitch on my side
She on my dick, is you ready to ride
And I fuck wit the hats and some primes
Crash me the 'ooter and rode 5, 9
Love my brothers and slime will be slimed
Bro got the drop, I might slide with my 9
Shit get sticky, then iffy gon throw
Switch up the fit, too much blood on my clothes
He get hit if hе throw up the O
He get hit if throw up a what?
Hе think he lit, we gon give him a show
Shit get nasty, clean up the mess
When we off a perc, know the sex is the best
Like, back out put the-
On her chest
Just hit an M with my n***as, we ballin togetha
For my brother Im flockin whoever
Get right with a [?]
Ready for war, its extendos and betta
Verse 2, Jenn Carter]: She gon throw it, totin the smithen
Timmy Turner, Im countin her wishes
Bullets gon wet em up, like dishes
Said "I’m really wit none of the kid shit"
Mention my name in the track, cause you dissin'
We gon see if that boy onna mission
Spinnin the [?] so im catchin him slippin
Onna mission like roads to the riches
She a bounce, toss it in motion
He in the drop, pockets on frozen
Shorty outta control cause she broken
Heart cold give a fuck 'bout emotions
Said, I can’t do a feature for free
He gon be lucky, he die in his sleep
Cause the way it get cold in these streets
If I reverse the V, then he fast on his feet
I ain't know, like, shorty gon turn up the henny on go
Where he go? Damn
Bitches can't play disrespect when they broke
And that bitch, she got hit in the BNB
Stayin on timin, I hope she run into me
And I hope that she keep that same energy
Bitches get drunk and get turned to a memory
And for ReyRey, this 40 gon what?
Said she [?] movin it steadily
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