Letras
(Man, what the fuck going on, Maajins?)
Yeah (Slatt, uh, yeah, uh)
Yeah (Do that, uh, yeah, phat)
Yeah (Frrt, stu, yeah, do it)
Yeah (Do that, t-t, ha)
I just woke up out the bed
Check my phone, she callin' up (Callin' up)
I just left that bitch on read 'cause she keep on stallin' us
I had to keep that bitch on me incase you want a problem
I keep carryin' sticks on me 'case I gotta solve 'em
I'm up, huh, yeah, bitch, I'm up
I just woke up, I came to fuck
If you know me, I'ma keep it a buck
Smokin' on gas and this shit got me stuck
Bitch so annoyin', she just like a bug
I want a zip, I ain't coppin' no dub (Dub)
Fuck all these niggas, don't know who to trust (Don't know who to trust)
I got Givenchy and Raf Simons (I got Givenchy and Raf Simons)
Yeah, fuck on that bitch then I act different (I fuck on that bitch then I act different)
I just be flippin' them bags like a cashier (Flippin' this bread like a cashier)
I was broke, but that was last year (I was broke, but that was last year)
We put on all black, we only do fashion, huh (We put on all black, we only do fashion)
Oh, you want a verse? You know that we tax him (Oh, you want a verse? Know we tax him)
We only sip Wock', you sippin' Qua', bam (We only sippin' on Wock', you sip Qua', bam)
I'm snatchin' yo' shit, like, "Bring me your chain here" (Get on that shit, man, what the fuck going on, Maajins?)
Give me that chain, yeah, you don't need to wear
When I'm with yo' bitch, I make her Ric Flair (Make her Ric Flair)
And the bitch get mad, but I don't care (Damn, I don't care)
And I got hella clothes that I don't wear (Yeah, that I don't wear)
My extend too long, longer my bitch hair (Longer than my bitch hair)
This Glocky got a beam, it got a solar flare (Solar flare)
Yeah, shut the fuck up, I wanna go there (Shut the fuck up, I'll go there)
All of my diamonds, they white, just like a polar bear (Polar bear)
All of my bitches too nice (Yeah, splash)
You on thin ice
I got that stick, why would I fight?
Them bullets gon' fly, bitch, good night
She said that we're done, bitch, all 'ight
I pour two liters, the Wock' and the Sprite
We got the blicks on us, why would you try? (Slatt, slatt)