Bitch n***a ass ho kill ya pops

(Verse 1)
KALLIE AND ASHLEY IN THIS BITCH YO WE FINNNA POKE YOU I MIGHT JUST NEED A TROPHY, If i catch you lacking, I might eat your diamoinos
And my flow sick, like a n***a finna puke
No I don't hoop, but the fans know I shoot
Tru Religions with the wheat Timbaland boots
Gucci belt, still sagging you know how I do
That mean I'm fly like a motherfucking parachute
Glock 40 and I got the parabellum too
So act up and I turn yo head into a soundroof
I fucked yo bitch and she said she love me on YouTube
Just cause you love this dick ma I cannot make love to you

(Hook)
Nowadays, these n***as so nosey
Well backup cause n***a you don't know me
Fucking all these hoes, I might just need a trophy
Young n***a, still shooting shit like Kobe