Lyrics
Baow, baow, baow
(Bang, bang) baow, baow
(Ay, nah-nah-nah-nah) baow, baow, baow, baow
(Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah)
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Lil' Trebble made the beat, he only had to play it once) HD
I say hold up
Shawty smokin' zaza out the pack, I told her roll up
Niggas muggin' stupid, lookin' crazy like they know us
You ain't got no money, plus you bummy and you tore up
You pretty, but bitch, so what? (Hd)
Me and Boosie in the Maybach, good and full of liquor
Seen a cutie with some booty, tryna jugg her with this pickle
All my niggas rollin' Backwoods, they don't fuck around with Swishers
I been fuckin' on his bitch, I just was fuckin' on her sister (yeah)
Leanin' off the juice, bitch, I got Wock' up in my double cup
Baby gettin' money, but lil' bitch know you can't fuck with us
Thirty grand stuffed up in my jeans, yeah, it's up with us (got some bands, nigga)
Pussy nigga, you ain't 'bout that shit, so what you buckin' for?
I touched down at 11:45 (11:45)
Big old bustdown and a Draco when I slide
I fuck with 54, that swim team, they gon' dive
I said, "Bitch, don't turn me down" (no)
It's up, no comin' down, turn me up
Is that purple I smell?
Bad bitch on my trail
Turnin' up by myself
Bustdown on my left
I be doin' my step (Lil' Trebble made the beat, he only had to play it once)
Gucci on all my belt
Racked up with them bales
Big blunts on my scale
Still screamin', "Fuck 12"
I touch down to cause hell
Touch down to cause hell
Touch down to cause hell
Turn up on these niggas, I been runnin' up a bag now
Dolce and Gabbana, I got Gucci on my ass now
I can hit your ho and I ain't gotta put my MAC down
I been fuckin' bitches out in Houston back to Sac-town
Ooh, ooh
My bitch expensive, so I buy her Jimmy Choo-Choo
And bitch, I'm rollin' like a train, hollerin', "Choo-choo"