Letras
Ayy, Scoop, fine lil' bitch, 5'6, real thick bitch
Head too dumb, all she know is how to suck dick
True story, whole life I thought I'd never be shit
Hella cheese in my pockets like a deep dish
Jumped in that water, I'm a shark, but I don't eat fish
All facts, bitch, whippin' babies like a misfit
She get on top, that lil' bitch ride me like a rip stick
You a dip shit, get the pack and I'ma flip it
Hit her with the hammer after that, she can't touch this
Stick from overseas, AK-47 rushin
I got the drop, forgot my mask cause I was rushin
Fuck it, keep the door, I'm finna rush in
Fuck rap, real life, I really got the pack gone
First show give the backend to my brother, that's my backbone
Pull her hair, fuck from the back, she said her tracks gone
Freshman year, I run up $750 off a track phone
Pour some drink up in my styrofoam
Bought a pistol and a watch, I already know what time I'm on
I'm antisocial, I don't wanna talk, just leave me alone
I be vibin' by myself, I make so many songs
I told my brothers if I blow, then I'ma put em on
Bossin' up, I'm tryna make moves, don Corleon
I used to hit the gym, I'm in the booth
I used to have a thing for that hoe, had to cut a loose
I'm off that henny can you hear me, not no great goose
I was runnin' with that sack, I had to break loose
Workin' overtime in the booth, it got me fired up
I heard you talk to 12, I gotta be careful, might be wired up
Big booty, ass fit, but it ain't wide enough
Pray for my dawg, cause these niggas out here wild as fuck
I keep a pint when I get bored, I gotta pour it up
Pop a Percocet and I ain't eat, I almost threw it up
Heart been broke a couple times, I had to sew it up
Took my losses on the chin, I had to suck it up
Pause, I spit this shit here raw play me a beat
And I'm gon' fuck it up, ayy, niggas lucked up
And still ain't get they bucks up
I'm like wassup, nigga get your bucks up
Time's up, I'm not gonna check up
Fuckin with my dawg, get you wet up
I'm like, nigga it's a setup
If that lil' hoe got a big ass
Then I already like her
If she know my name, I probably already piped her
Blow me like a fluke, I guess it's time to pay the piper
Ayy, real out here thuggin', I been thuggin' since them diapers
Ayy, no love up in my heart, so I can't wife her just one night her
Uh, pimp hoes, chase goals, and tote big poles
Simp niggas love fake hoes, it'll get your brains blowed
Lay dow I might get get ya brains blowed