Lyrics
Sandbar, trippin' on business
Hop out with chains, all on my neck, bitch, I'm slayin', drippin'
Pull up in the 2025, bitch, I'm slayin', whippin'
I don't know thighs, slay a player, yes, I slay bitches
Somebody gon' die if I leave out here with my chain missin'
You will get popped and left by the beach, with your brian missin'
Drive past a bar, nigga, my car got the same ceilin'
It's missin', I'm eatin' lunch, I'll send a Lamborghini
I got some cheese, but I can't put it in my fettuccine
And for a broke bitch, I wouldn't spend my last penny
This bitch up in the haunted bar, but she don't eat at Denny's
My brother doin' time in the county, he don't even know his sentence
My dad been doin' time in the mouth, and I'm not talkin' 'bout Denny's
I can't be up in no cell, lookin' at four walls
I just be in your whole room, lookin' at her drawers
He put paws all in the ground for me, that's my dog
I stick my middle fingers up, I don't give a fuck about y'all
I'm in the penthouse makin' music, bitch, it's buildin' tall
If they mention "Mr. What the fuck", I'm who they talkin' 'bout
It's simple, he tried to run a jerk, I gave this nigga bad dimples
He tried to run up in that Glock just gave him face pimples
I got a big red, hoe, the gang just call her Clifford
No, we don't postin' dice in place, we just postin' the cliff one
She sucked me off for soft, and then I gave that bitch a stiff one
No PS4, I'm in this 345 stick driftin'
I know this Sato bitch, she poppin' plan B's like they Percocets
I pin her to the wall, I know this bitch just want perfect sex
I just popped a pill and I can't feel it, I don't think it's workin' yet
I just bought her ass for the lil' bitch, why the fuck she ain't twerkin' yet?
I got nine, in the cuts, I'm like a fuckin' Band-Aid
I got a nine, I'ma clutch, I see the wrong face and he cave
You walk through this bitch, I'ma attack I'ma bear in the cage
This nigga tryin' to find his bitch, she in the room -
Hop out with chains, all on my neck, bitch, I'm slayin', drippin'