Letras
Ah, ah, ah (WhiteBoyMadeThis)
Ah, ah
Ah, ah
Since Chase stopped hittin', niggas been finished (uh)
Shots wrapped tight 'round his ass, Lululemon
He ain't want no parts, but his mans put him in it
Lil' bro like a Beyblade, he can't stop spinnin'
Who you think I am, FIFA? I ain't tryna kick it
Opp had an open shot on me, and he still missed it
Bum-ass niggas washed up like some dirty dishes
Bad bitch cookin' up in a dirty kitchen
My lil' queen like Latifah and you know she with it
Took a Tesla to my granny house and let my auntie hit it
I heard it's money on my head, I'm like, "What's the ticket?"
Bumped into a opp like what was said, and all you heard was crickets
All you heard was -, brrt, he got chased down with a fuckin' fully
Wait, we've been spankin' an opp's ass, we look like fuckin' bullies
He survived, but he can't walk, he ain't recover fully
Now they push his ass around like a fuckin' pulley
Heard he got ran down with a Drac', they blew his hand off
Duck who? The opps catch me and it's gon' be a standoff
Know your ass bogus, you ain't slide, you sent your mans off
His mama asked why, we told her ass it was his mans' fault
Since Chase stopped hittin', niggas been finished (uh)
Shots wrapped tight 'round his ass, Lululemon
He ain't want no parts, but his mans put him in it
Lil' bro like a Beyblade, he can't stop spinnin'
Since Chase stopped hittin', niggas been finished (uh)
Lil' bro like a Beyblade, he can't stop spinnin'
He ain't want no parts, but his mans put him in it (uh)
Lil' bro like a Beyblade, he can't stop spinnin' (yeah, yeah, c'mon)