Letras
Damn, I just laced my shoes up
Bitch I'm ready straight to work
Bitches in the party going bonkers, they been popping percs
She just passed the blunt but got some ash up on my favorite shirt
That's my favorite bitch but I swear that she get on every nerve
Brodie took the track, he started drifting, he missed every curb
Nigga want some beef, we set it off, he just gotta say the word
Fuck my haters I shoot the bird
This bad bitch want me to buy her a purse
I'm a alien from outer space bitch I just came to earth
Nigga hold yo' gun up
Shoulder roll like Uzi Vert
Hoes see him like "Damn he turnt"
Roll a joint, that bitch slow burn
Bitch got hurt, I guess she learned
Check the feelings and reaffirm
I'm still yelling out free Jerm
Bitch a freak she want my sperm
Bitch I grab my glock and load it up that boy might lose his life
Hell nah bro you cannot hang with us, you already picked yo' side
Bitch so keen on trying to figure me out, she tryna read my mind
Bitch done got in my bed, she arching her back, she might just break her spine
Damn, I like classy hoes
But I still fuck ratchet hoes
We load blick then blast it hoe
We up that shit then send em' home
I see that bitch still wear VLONE
I took her, draped her up in Chrome
Bitch I got shackles round my heart
And my eyes low cause I be gone
Just told that bitch don't call my number
No she cannot hit my phone
Take these pills and lets just slumber
(Damn, what?!)
Caught him lacking, we might have to leave em' under
Guess they cannot see the great in me they Stevie Wonder, damn
I got all young shooters on my team we like the Thunder, damn
I'm just trying to fuck this bitch no I don't love her, damn