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(This shit go hard)
Said I'm something like an alien
Not from this planet
I'm flying right in on my bust shit
Heard he runnin his mouth we gon zip his shit up
Imma finish him we never start shit
Got a Ziploc bag with a P of that za
And I'm smokin' that shit till I can't think
Why you touchin' my blunt bitch yo ass stank
Bullets make him switch over to the fast lane
Bitch I've been with this cheese Del Taco
Try to run up I hit him in his nacho
I'm a big money fiend I'm in love with this guap
Pink Glock 19 and you won't see tomorrow
I fill it I see it I get it I got it
Don't worry bout bread if it stuffed in my pocket
That shitty booty breath on the beat when I talk
Got a hundred thousand stuffed in my jeans when I walk
When I turned 19 bitch I smoked the whole lot
She a [?] fiend tell that hoe to back off
Wе was sippin' on lean we was sippin' on Wock
He was sippin' on green I was sippin' on opp
Shawty been up on mе and she feelin excited
I chill in the lamb' when I smoke on Exotic
Your boyfriend a sheep be the reason I pop it
I'm finna' blow up tell them turn up the violence
Said this shit to easy don't feel like no obstacle
Bitch I've been smokin' on Optical
Got a lil' bitch on my dick
She suckin' that shit like a popsicle
She do it chronical
I'm on the top of your head like some head lice
Say your door been dry like a dead light
She say that I am a hoe said you dead right
Can't talk on phone cause he might be a Fed' right
Off of these drugs and I'm gettin' my head right
I pop a perc' and go up like a headlight
I go Bazerk on a bitch if I'm fed right
On my phone tryna' see how my Zelle like
Man that shit stank to cheese cause I been havin' money
On my wrist that ain't lean these some Cartier diamonds
You can run up on me any day when you find me
You can call up on nobody
He talkin loud but he know he got no bodies
Said I'm with your hoe prolly
And I been in the trap like a homebody
Got a cat off the lot it got no mileage
And my engine be roaring exotic like four lighters
In the club with four bitches that's four bodies
Presidential my suite I'm with Joe Biden
We be geekin but I don't do no smilin
Bitch the [?] couldn't fit in no wallet
Thought I was done but I'm just getting started
You're bitch say I'm her favorite artist
Hit the exhaust on these bitches and take the fuck off
Now they broke and be havin bosses
Came in this bitch like Osama I blew the fuck up
I remember when them bitches doubted
I'm tryna put my whole crib on a mountain
Sippin drank with the clouds bitch it came out a fountain
Say you're homie a bitch yeah he real scared
Bitch I been havin dough like I'm [?]
Got to much cash in my wallet it can't fit there
I'm havin motion and they havin welfare
I fuck your bitch on the mufuckin fifth stair
Talk with your money if not put your fist there
Saw he was clueless bitch you got a big stare
[?]
Heard they be rollin me up I'm like who dead
Said I'm something like an alien
Not from this planet
I'm flying right in on my bust shit
Heard he runnin his mouth we gon zip his shit up
Imma finish him we never start shit
Got a Ziploc bag with a P of that za
And I'm smokin' that shit till I can't think
Why you touchin' my blunt bitch yo ass stank
Bullets make him switch over to the fast lane
Bitch I've been with this cheese Del Taco
Try to run up I hit him in his nacho
I'm a big money fiend I'm in love with this guap
Pink Glock 19 and you won't see tomorrow
I fill it I see it I get it I got it
Don't worry bout bread if it stuffed in my pocket
That shitty booty breath on the beat when I talk
Got a hundred thousand stuffed in my jeans when I walk
When I turned 19 bitch I smoked the whole lot
She a [?] fiend tell that hoe to back off
Wе was sippin' on lean we was sippin' on Wock
He was sippin' on green I was sippin' on opp
Shawty been up on mе and she feelin excited
I chill in the lamb' when I smoke on Exotic
Your boyfriend a sheep be the reason I pop it
I'm finna' blow up tell them turn up the violence
Said this shit to easy don't feel like no obstacle
Bitch I've been smokin' on Optical
Got a lil' bitch on my dick
She suckin' that shit like a popsicle
She do it chronical
I'm on the top of your head like some head lice
Say your door been dry like a dead light
She say that I am a hoe said you dead right
Can't talk on phone cause he might be a Fed' right
Off of these drugs and I'm gettin' my head right
I pop a perc' and go up like a headlight
I go Bazerk on a bitch if I'm fed right
On my phone tryna' see how my Zelle like
Man that shit stank to cheese cause I been havin' money
On my wrist that ain't lean these some Cartier diamonds
You can run up on me any day when you find me
You can call up on nobody
He talkin loud but he know he got no bodies
Said I'm with your hoe prolly
And I been in the trap like a homebody
Got a cat off the lot it got no mileage
And my engine be roaring exotic like four lighters
In the club with four bitches that's four bodies
Presidential my suite I'm with Joe Biden
We be geekin but I don't do no smilin
Bitch the [?] couldn't fit in no wallet
Thought I was done but I'm just getting started
You're bitch say I'm her favorite artist
Hit the exhaust on these bitches and take the fuck off
Now they broke and be havin bosses
Came in this bitch like Osama I blew the fuck up
I remember when them bitches doubted
I'm tryna put my whole crib on a mountain
Sippin drank with the clouds bitch it came out a fountain
Say you're homie a bitch yeah he real scared
Bitch I been havin dough like I'm [?]
Got to much cash in my wallet it can't fit there
I'm havin motion and they havin welfare
I fuck your bitch on the mufuckin fifth stair
Talk with your money if not put your fist there
Saw he was clueless bitch you got a big stare
[?]
Heard they be rollin me up I'm like who dead