Lyrics
Uh, yeah, I know you fucked with my nigga, baby, stop that (yeah, I know you fucked, wait)
Feelin' like shit, so a nigga stayin' conscious (stayin' conscious, don't fuck with me)
Off with his head, leave a nigga on the concrete (bitch, don't fuck with me)
Y'all really fuck with the bitches that I don't know
Go slow, put it in the bitch and then I go slow
Louis V, Givenchy, and I'm sippin' Billie Jean
CDG on my feet, on the -
Where the plug at? (Plug at)
Where the plug at? (Where the plug at?)
Goddamn, where the plug at? (Where the plug at?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Where the plug at? (Plug at)
Where the plug at? (Where the plug at?)
Goddamn, where the plug at? (Where the plug at?)
Yeah, I got bands, know she want that
Yeah, this bitch a headache, I don't want that
But why this bitch sexy when she talk back?
I know she get tight when I don't call back
She was on my dick, I had to fall back
2K17 with the walk back
Out in Harajuku
With my nigga kuru (swag, swag)
And my nigga rockin' Lulu' (swag)
Play with me, I shoot you (swag, swag, swag)
Louis V, Givenchy, CDG on my feet
Yeah, melanin exterior, the seats is Billie Jea'
In this bitch with Maz G, in this bitch with my team
Yeah, 1c in the bitch, 34 Ent. (yeah)
Shop at Labor, fuck Zumiez, I done caught the zoomies
Bitch, my life Netflix, yo' shit is fuckin' Tubi
Walk in with my toolie, smoke 'em like a doobie
Bitch, my jeans new, in this bitch, I'm with Lil Uzi (with Lil Uzi)
And my nigga kuru, yeah
Finna head to Harajuku, yeah
And my nigga rockin' Lulu'
If a nigga play with me, then I might shoot, ay
Yeah, double tap yo' bitch, I'm rockin' WTAPS
Just give me a hour, you could get her back
Back' got the strap and run off with his pack
In this bitch, I'm coolin' with a fifty pack
Matter of fact, we the ones that bought the city back
When you look at me, all you see is racks
If you talk about me, nigga, speak facts
That's the paper, ten? Nigga, what the fuck is that?
Fuck no, they can't play with us, no, they can't do that
I came with my cru, boy, where yo' crew at?
Two-man, nigga, I'm with kuru, yeah
Yeah, the baddies comin' through, yeah, you knew that
Uh, yeah, I know you fucked with my nigga, baby, stop that (yeah, I know you fucked, wait)
Feelin' like shit, so a nigga stayin' conscious (stayin' conscious, don't fuck with me)
Off with his head, leave a nigga on the concrete (bitch, don't fuck with me)
Y'all really fuck with the bitches that I don't know
Go slow, put it in the bitch and then I go slow
Louis V, Givenchy, and I'm sippin' Billie Jean
CDG on my feet, on the block with my team
It's 1c, baby, yeah, you know, 34 Ent. (uh)
Glock 43, hit him in his spleen, nigga, yeah
Out in Harajuku
With my nigga kuru
My nigga rockin' Lulu'
Play with me, I shoot you
Bitch, these niggas cuckoo
Baddie hit me up, like, "UwU"
Smokin' on the zoot too, uh