Letras
Damn, little fuck boy, man
You know that I be timid, see
I just might tweak on a beat
I told her baddie, I got what she need
And her pussy got wetter than a sea
She told me, baby, keep fucking me, please
He dissed, can't wait till we meet
Obviously we hit him, we up and released
But I got her chillin' in the streets
12 on my body, got booked for the Glees
No cuffing with me
Watch out, I gotta get nothin' from me
My niggas, they listen, I preach
I'm smokin' on niggas who dated the C's
She was so pretty and neat
Her booty was little, it was fatter than me
It's ten and we whackin' a V
Homie got hit, now what happened to he?
Rappin' up, bro, you better not trust me
Keep it knockin' for niggas who rush me
Shout out them niggas who really get gussy
M.O.E. so they oomph for the money
If he get away, put the beam on his buddy
Rap that goof like you use it for huntin'
They don't know if I'm bloody or cuzzy
Opps don't know me, tell him to study
I just might tweak on a beat
I told her baddie, I got what she need
And her pussy got wetter than a sea
She told me, baby, keep fucking me, please
He dissed, can't wait till we meet
Obviously we hit him, we up and released
I got her chillin' in the streets
12 on my body, got booked for the Glees
(What's the, uh?)
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Fuck love, bro, diamond and witch
Got a brand new bitch, shit came with a switch
Shit tight, got a bang and a clip
Every gun got a beam, 'cause we don't wanna miss, like
Shoot a shot, but a swing through his hip
Might use a fast call, shut the rings out the whip
Hit his top, see his brains
And we dip one strong to a disc, cop's praying for a slip (slip)
Free the bro, got booked for a ten