Lyrics
You heard what I said
Got a pocket rocket it could leave a n*gga dead
I just need some head in a temperpitic bed
(all I need)
Push me to edge and now all I see is red
(All I see)
I'm wit venom
Got like 20 thousand inside these amiri denims
(20 racks)
So much blue hunnids it get hard for me to bend em
(yeah it does)
If we talking shots then you know my n*ggas send em
(wait)
Chromy to his melon
(wait)
Acting scary but he talk hard on the internet okay
At his shows or rolling loud we goin see him anyways
I got old money I don't even take it out the safe
All my hoes love me I know they goin fuck me either way
They goin fuck me cause I got a couple racks on my body,
probably
Need a b*tch that look just like Kylie
Lip fillers so that she could suck the d*ck better
I know real killers that will lay you down for big cheddar
(Grrr)
You heard what I said
Got a pocket rocket it could leave a n*gga dead
I just need some head in a temperpitic bed
(all I need)
Push me to edge and now all I see is red
(All I see)
I'm wit venom
Got like 20 thousand inside these amiri denims
(20 racks)
So much blue hunnids it get hard for me to bend em
(yeah it does)
If we talking shots then you know my n*ggas send em
(wait)
Chromy to his melon
(wait)
If we see a opp oh my god it's on sight
(SIGHT)
You don't want my n*ggas out here creeping through the night
(Grrrr)
Told em spin the block make a left make a right
Left off two shots than that n*gga took flight
Why you running
Talking bout the shit you really did when you ain't done it
(not at all)
Always stay a hunnid, that's a fact, never fronted
I just need a b*tch to give me p*ssy when I want it