Letras
That ain't my bitch
But I'm gone swipe her
Thought I was lying to you, boy?
We all done piped her
Don't play no games
These snakebites really viper
Ass so phat
Them stretch marks look like a tiger
I might bite her
Y'all pussy's mad for what?
While I'm out grinding getting money
You back passing blunts
Wasting that life away
I can't compete with amateur's
Like what else can I even say?
Don't loose my stamina
Hoped out of bed I'm standing up
Might take a flight to Panama
Goth bitches like the way I move
We flicking up on Camera
Shawty you can't handle us
On fire like it's Canada
I was broke as hell
Ain't have no money
So I ran it up
Y'all boys still pinching pockets
Way I'm pinching up my camel crush
We not the same
Come from a different thread
Old folk always hating on me
Cause I went and tat my head
Don't fuck with the underground
Cause half y'all fried and brain dead
Do not resurrect my ass
If I die, then I'll stay dead
That ain't my bitch
But I'm gone swipe her
Thought I was lying to you, boy?
We all done piped her
Don't play no games
These snakebites really viper
Ass so phat
Them stretch marks look like a tiger
I might bite her
Big body like I'm Peter G
That hoe a slut
She for the street
Cum stains on my zebra sheets
Going down with no hands
Crawled in my window
Peter P, no pan
Everything I own so flashy
If you tryna hit a stain on my ass
While you passing
You gonna have to catch me
Bad bitch up in the backseat
I just copped a brand new whip