Lyrics
I had my dick up in the dirt when I ain't had shit
Now all these bitches wanna fuck looking like plastic
I got 4, 5 bitches doing backflips, do the splits
Sucking on my dick while they waiting for that bag to hit
Fuck a tech I bring TJ out in traffic
Throwing bows I don't need straps to really let you have it
Run them bands up, stuffing rolls up in the mattress
Ops looking for a lick I hit them DMs with my address
Hoping one of them pull up so I can hit you with this ratchet
Do to them what they did to Tray and put you in a casket
Six two six FBF what I'm flagging if my daddy taught me one thing it's how to come up trapping
Shoutout my OG stuck his head out stood tall with me
Every time I fall flat he was there to fall with me
Never asked me for a dollar on some real shit
So you know when I touch my first M he finna ball with me
This shit is crazy I remember this shit like it was yesterday
The way my OG look me in my eyes on the second take
I just stood there on my 6 never hesitate
He saw the hunger in my eyes somebody get this kid a plate
But fuck a plate bitch I'm eating with my hands
Off the table like some savages we booted off them xans
Matter fact, JT prolly off them bars right now
Up in the studio the trap or at the bar right now
I'm in the car right now, flying down the E way
I'm on the road to Detroit I'm finna go tap in
I got a bad little shawty waiting on the back end
This shit is crazy how I drop the beat and go back in
I'm so infected with these flows I swear I'm too sick
If real shit was a language I'd speak it fluent
My bitch she love it when I fuck her to my new shit
Ion wanna hear you speak so keep your two cents
I only keep a bitch around if shawty ruthless
I don't see no time for hoes up in the blueprints
She be gumming on this dick like she toothless
I don't need to pop no X bitch I'm too lit