Letras
Ay
They ain't want me to do it
I told him run this shit back one more time
I got Neuro with me
Bigg Kiaa, bitch
It's Daark out
I been fixing up like I'm an engineer
And all them niggas that still want you
Ion want em near
He a bitch, say one more thing
Get Brittney-ed catch this spear
Hang em high like Sia
Swing em from that chandelier
I ain't wanna have to do this
Cause I make it look impossible
Ask her Kim I fuck
And she said we could make it possible
Here comes the ice cream truck
I got em choking on my popsicle
I got out the ward
And then I put em in the hospital
Where my money at?
I ain't talking track when I say
Bitch come run my money back
Nigga you been broke
And been a joke
That's where the funny at
Send his ass to God
The Heaven gates is where it's sunny at
Let's go
Baby I'm a player Imma level shit
Jin Wood, buck one, buck two, snuff you
I ain't going solo, show you what the fuck the gang do
Introduce the hair trigger
Turn a nigga Caillou
Nigga you a target like a cue ball
If you sound like other nigga
I could never queue y'all
You ain't in the streets
Nigga, you ain't too hard
Really you a bitch
Finna call you niggas RuPaul
Yes I am an educator
And I came to school y'all
Ay, ay
Whoa-whoa-whoa
Ay, ay
Whoa-whoa-whoa
Ay, ay
Whoa-whoa-whoa
Niggas give me flowers and I haven't even died yet
I out-rapped you favorite
I ain't even fucking tried yet
I'm looping you
She swinging round her hips, no hula hoops
All my niggas hunters
Zoloman, the whip be zooming through