Letras
(Grrrrrt)
(Brrrt)
Miley Cyrus shooters, yeah, we pop that
Tape up that boy mouth, he tryna talk back, shit
We was lookin' like four Curries when we shot back
Look like 4th of July when we pop that shit, ay
(15) Pop, pop, pop, pop
Pop, pop, pop, pop
Pop, pop, pop, pop
Pop, pop, pop, pop (Ay, ay)
Shoot at you, what would Scooby do (Pop, pop)
Bitch, run (Pop, pop)
We 'gon shoot at you, you a Looney Tune (Pop, pop)
Bitch, duck (Pop, pop)
Windows bulletproof, whip that two-door coupe (Pop, pop)
Bitch, hush (Pop, pop)
We 'gon shoot at you, walk 'em like a dog (Pop, pop)
Shit rough (Pop, pop)
I just done stole me a drink, and I cracked that bitch open ten feet from the store
Huh, huh
I did not spend any cash on that bitch, because she is a whore
Huh, huh
We move like a rock band, or metal, or something, this steel in my hand
Huh, yeah
These bitches is clowns or like comedy, something, they just make me laugh
Huh, huh (Ha, ha)
Bitch (Yeah)
King of this shit like Darius (Ah)
Copy my shit like parrots (Ah)
Y'all shit don't fly, y'all terrorists (Ah)
She got mad hips, child-bearin' (Ah)
Times the cut shorts she wearin' (Ah)
Buck anyone actin' wild, your spooky lookin' ass
Stop that starin'
Pop that- (Scary)
Pop that, air it (15)
Rappers take too long, I want me a thousand in cash
Truck them bitches, they be soundin' like trash
Talkin' shit and they be soundin' like ass
They rat us out, we put a pound on they trap
Hundred bitches help us round up they ass
Dracula, shit look like fountains, they passed
We might cause a couple droughts where they at
Tussle with 'em, I get loud of the gas
(Wait) Knuckle sandwiches, got munchies like
I'mma buck 'em, buckle up, I batter up
She bad as fuck, I told her back it up (Back it up)