Letras
I ain't even signed but bitch I'm lit, because I rap she on my dick
I got static on my shirt, I got that shit on take a pic
Ok, four-nick on my hip, I hit em up, he on TV
Ok, ho ain't none, she think she bad, she looking like ET
He think he hard?, go pull his card, bitch I ain't talking bout' EBT
They think we ballerinas, we leave no sound, we tip-toe when we creep
Slide 9-11 like Osama, ho talking bout' she tryna fuck
I'll bring my gen 'fore I bring a condom
Riding in a SRT, huh, with this ARP
OD shots inside my ride, try play you get put on a tee
Yeah my opps don't get no pussy, huh, they can't fuck with me
Starting to think they play for oregan, why the fuck they ducking me
I see lil -, I leave em dead, he dissed my gang, cut off his head
Caught what's his name? at the game and he ain't stand on what he said
Starting to think they handicapped, huh, they don't stand on business
I be with them blazers throwing B's, they think I fuck with Bridgette
This shit 4L, this ain't forever
Headshot, we seen his brain and ain't gon cap, that boy was clever
Bitch I'm with 1Gang, you speak on fat, I'll let that 30 bang
Tell them free J5ive, no he ain't signed but he locked in 'em chains
Holup
And bitch I can't forget about Wop, they think I'm sweet because I sing
I catch lil -, he getting popped
Riding in a SRT, huh, with this ARP
OD shots inside my ride, try play you get put on a tee
Yeah my opps don't get no pussy, huh, they can't fuck with me
Starting to think they play for oregan, why the fuck they ducking me