Babyfxce E
Rotel

[Intro]
(Thank you, Jxlan, I appreciate you, man)
Yeah, huh, huh
Fell asleep holdin' a double cup, bro, I forgot I'm standin'
Fell asleep holdin' a double cup, bro, I forgot I'm—
(Come on, P)

[Verse]
Fell asleep holdin' a double cup, bro, I forgot I'm standin'
Spent a hundred on two tumbler cups, bought my bitch some Stanley
Shoppin' in the store, ski'ed up, thinkin' ain't 'bout scammin'
I ain't talked to this girl in a couple months, I'm thinkin', "Should I answer?"
Huh, huh, chop talk over n***as, that bitch ain't got no manners
Huh, I ain't got time for bullshit, that wasn't in my planners
Huh, my bitch keep askin' me 'bout this girl like, "Did you slam her?"
Huh, I'm like that white kid that don't cheat, bae, I can't give you answers
Huh, I'm like that white kid that don't cheat, like do that shit yourself
Catch him out and give him hell, we whoop his ass without no bеlt
Don't tell me that you feelin' bro got shot 'cause you don't know how that fеlt
Beat the case, went back to jail, that's Cali weed, I know that smell
Got a problem muggin' a lot of n***as that I don't know too well
Put chips and cheese all on his head, blow his brains, now it's Rotel
Got a play for that grey wide-body, meet me at the Shell
Rob his ass, don't even sell, use that sell to buy my shell
It's so much shit that I did that I ain't told n***as
Striker 'Cat got hoes in it, blue money, that's old chicken
Huh, grab the ARP with the bag, that bitch fold n***as
Bro 'nem like to troll n***as, catch your ass at home with it
If I'm talkin' to her in the club, she probably came home with me
If you ain't talkin' 'bout no pape', then you can't do no song with me
I want a bitch in every state, I fuck with the long-distance
I need a bitch with a good-ass name, let me put these phones in it
(I want a bitch in every state, I fuck with the long-distance
I need a bitch with a good-ass name, let me put these phones in it)
Yeah, bitch
(I want a bitch in every state, I fuck with the long-distance
I need a bitch with a good-ass name, let me put these phones in it)
Yeah
Bitch, bitch
Pullin' up in all fast dudes, I know you hear me, huh
Slide the 'Cat so easy and this bitch don't even got no power steering
Every time you listen, I'm talkin' shit, I know you tired of hearin' it
N***a pull up bustin' out the whip, I bet he drive too early
Huh, just tried to chase a n***a down, bro, it was bright and early
Huh, the Glock got a standard clip, but I still ride with 30
Beatin' her shit down, I'm off the Don, she said, "You tryna hurt me"
Huh, threw eight thousand in the club, I know they was tired of twerkin'
Huh, threw eight thousand in the club, I know they— yeah
Threw eight thousand in the club, they tired of shakin' ass
My n***a got a plug on him for them Glocks, this shit that make 'em fast
Lately I've been spendin' all my money on shit that make it back
[Outro]
Bitch, yeah
Huh
It's with an X, n***a
Striker Gang, Striker Boys, all that shit
Walk Down Gang
Fuck goin' on, n***a?