Letras
Okay, boo
Okay, boo, ha-ha
She wanna fuck now, okay, cool, she wanna fuck when we was in school
I was down bad on my dick, and being broke, that shit ain't cool at all
Drop a hundred when we spin, just like a U-Haul, make a move, shit
That boy was a gang, he changed his life, he felt that hot shit
In the city, it's so grimy, old man's a try to slime it
I spent 4K on his feet, get in the field, it's great design
Bad, nothing else about now, I'll pay whatever if you go find them
I drop 50 can, wife and I open my mouth, this shit gon' blind me (every time)
D.O.A. a nigga tried me, it's a man down, no, they can't find them
All the ass they broke as fuck, they music trash, I might come through and sign it
Marsha and let's still farm on the bitch, she say that I'm so childish
I put up dog shit in the safe, this bitch, you're overpiling
Pull up and haul, this shit ain't safe, I'm riding switch, I'm violent
12 On my ass, I ditched the car, I keep the switch
Can't toss the diamonds, get away, these bitches VBS, they came from Ikea
Lil' bro spent $2,000 on some earrings, he fought riding a little ass
I saw like not capping in his yard, or Joe think he a possum
Feel a nigga throw back with these switch lines, this shit all like a ball
Let's go, 'cause pull up ten trucks back-to-back, they thought we was Oklahoma
Hit it from the back, turn around and bust right on up front of the
Calls back-to-back, I'm in that cap, I'm switching with a top song
I'm a nigga ass, play his family crying, they gotta put him on it
Throwing RPs back-to-back, I'm throwing up, nah, I can't feel my stomach
Brody sleep with big ass butchers, nice freedom boys out to judge him
Eat up off the drain, hop Dr. Hawk, put around and let me run it
Hop inside my shit, you gon' die, lawyers say that's a free body
I go in the mall, put that shit on, I don't need a style (put that shit on that day)
Louis V and Baccarat, cologne, that bitch can't get up off me
Heard you for that scram bitch raw, and then you won't go with a tight beat
I go in the safe, pull out some slap, I hope you don't think I lost pie (this bitch's house)
It's gonna trade this bitch go boom, them boys don't get up off me
You messin' shit that I done spent, don't close that little shit in my closet