Letras
What's the word, what they tryna do
I'm tryna go blitz some
Bitch I got that hammer, nail a nigga
I'm tryna fix him
And I got a baddie on my phone
She tryna shake some
And I got a baddie on my, she tryna shake some
My baby goin crazy, tryna see you throw it
Back
She a quarter when she natural, all these
Other bitches wack
This that type of
That'll get you in a pack
Bout my Bonnie, bitch I'm Clyde, I'll get a nigga cracked
Really standing on that shit
Mr. Come and get your bitch
Man I told her I was married
I'll never touch that bitch
Bitch we moving like an army
These niggas cannot guard me
Why he talking on my name
He know we booming like a party
He a fiend now, I ain't surprised cause he was smoking Smarties
Niggas really bitch made, I see it through
they Carties
Stop, get back, take a shot like Bacardi
Bitch I'll hit a, uh, sorry I'm not sorry
Niggas on some old, playing games like Atari
Run that seven seconds, bitch I'm feeling like Amare
Yeah, run that play like Steve Nash I still passed it, be glad
Toss that bitch like bean bag
We dyslexic team tag
That mean shit gon' end bad
Every morning see red
I won't stop till he dead
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