declare
[Intro]
(Yeah, yeah)
(Nah, nah, nah)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Nah, nah, nah)
(Yeah, nah)
(Woah, woah)
(Woah, yeah)
(Bee, bee)
(Bee, yeah)
(Evil, go)
[Chorus]
All my shooters tote them glicks (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ugh, evvls you so rich (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I just fucking hit a lick
N***as mad? Then suck my dick
Really pull up with that stick (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Your bitch fucking with my fit, so I put her on the list
Talking tough, hit with a limp (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I think these n***as gay, 'cause they always say my name
Start the arguments for fame (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, okay, yeah, okay, yеah, okay)
[Verse]
Yeah, white bitch with the curly hair
Oh, shе like the evil lair?
She fucking with evvls’ class, do whatever he declare
He say that he going to the top, I said, "I'll see you there"
She fuck with evvy, that n***a don′t care
I don't give a fuck, nah, I came from the slums, uh
Did it from the jump, uh, choppa got them slugs, uh
[?] what you doin'?
Choppa boutta run right through it
He say he wanna fade? Lets do it
[Chorus]
All my shooters tote them glicks (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ugh, evvls you so rich (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I just fucking hit a lick
N***as mad? Then suck my dick
Really pull up with that stick (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Your bitch fucking with my fit, so I put her on the list
Talking tough, hit with a limp (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I think these n***as gay, 'cause they always say my name
Start the arguments for fame (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Nah, nah, nah)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Nah, nah, nah)
(Yeah, nah)
(Woah, woah)
(Woah, yeah)
(Bee, bee)
(Bee, yeah)
(Evil, go)
[Chorus]
All my shooters tote them glicks (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ugh, evvls you so rich (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I just fucking hit a lick
N***as mad? Then suck my dick
Really pull up with that stick (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Your bitch fucking with my fit, so I put her on the list
Talking tough, hit with a limp (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I think these n***as gay, 'cause they always say my name
Start the arguments for fame (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, okay, yeah, okay, yеah, okay)
[Verse]
Yeah, white bitch with the curly hair
Oh, shе like the evil lair?
She fucking with evvls’ class, do whatever he declare
He say that he going to the top, I said, "I'll see you there"
She fuck with evvy, that n***a don′t care
I don't give a fuck, nah, I came from the slums, uh
Did it from the jump, uh, choppa got them slugs, uh
[?] what you doin'?
Choppa boutta run right through it
He say he wanna fade? Lets do it
[Chorus]
All my shooters tote them glicks (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ugh, evvls you so rich (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I just fucking hit a lick
N***as mad? Then suck my dick
Really pull up with that stick (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Your bitch fucking with my fit, so I put her on the list
Talking tough, hit with a limp (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I think these n***as gay, 'cause they always say my name
Start the arguments for fame (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)