Letras
I hate a boujee bitch who thinks she too good to suck dick
Doggin Tesla's in the rain, don't need my hands to stir the whip
Baby said her boyfriend weak, I think she wanna choose a pimp
Quarter shrooms up in my tank, it's finna be a great trip
He gangsta on the outs in County, gettin' rolled up like a bitch
Fetty got the Telly jumpin', I don't need this rap shit
I can never cuff a bitch, these hoes be hoppin' dick to dick
These bullets perverts, get to touchin' everywhere up on your skin
I just dropped the money fold don't take shots, I'm sippin' Tris
(I just dropped the money fold don't take shots, I'm sippin' Tris)
I knocked this one hoe wearing another nigga shit
She had nothing but a whip, said she tryna get to Fig
Sent the bitch $40 just to see if she was serious
Soon as she pulled up, I realized this bitch weird
If you don't even got a phone, then how the fuck you get here?
(How?)
Did you even shower lookin' at this bitch hair
She was pretty though, tall model looking bitch with some pretty toes
(Come on)
She said she never been to Oakland, scared to hit the four
She get mad she can't smoke, why she doing dope?
Vape and a weed pen, bitch, you doing both?
How the fuck you still fat and you be doing coke?
(Doing huh)
Trip to the 206, brought hella coke
Seattle Blade, hella cheap, I had to play the phone
I hate a boujee bitch who thinks she too good to suck dick
Doggin Tesla's in the rain, don't need my hands to stir to whip
Baby said her boyfriend weak, I think she wanna choose a pimp
Quarter shrooms up in my tank, it's finna be a great trip
I hate a boujee bitch who thinks she too good to suck dick
Doggin Tesla's in the rain, don't need my hands to stir the whip