Letras
Ay, that's a bummer
Yeah, oh, yeah
Ay, yeah
I just want Balenci for my runners
Nigga, with my gang
I'm with bro, that's dumb and dumber
Oh, yeah, (lil bitch)
Bitch, stop tryna talk
I don't want your number
She just tryna set me up, and put a nigga under
You don't like me? That's a bummer
Fuck it hoe be mad, 'cause I'm flexing all summer
Yeah, oh, yeah
Choppa hit his face, now he in a slumber
Yeah, gang gon' make it rain, but this Glock gon' make it thunder
Yeah, I just want Balenci for my runners
Nigga with my gang, I'm with bro that's dumb and dumber
Oh, yeah (lil bitch)
Bitch, stop tryna talk I don't want your number
She just tryna set me up, and put a nigga under
Yo, you don't like me? That's a bummer
Fuck it hoe, be mad 'cause I'm flexing all summer, yeah
Yeah, oh, yeah
Choppa hit his face, now he in a slumber
Yeah, gang gon' make it rain, but this Glock gon' make it thunder, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah