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Yeah, yeah, uh
Got her sayin, "Daddy, daddy"
Ayy, she like how I fuck her, got her sayin', "Daddy," ayy
Ayy, she like how I fuck her, got her sayin', "Daddy, daddy" (daddy)
We put opps in big 'Woods, this bitch a fatty-fatty (fatty, bitch)
I know bro gon' spin before he diss 'cause he a real killer (real killer)
Only hang with real niggas (real niggas)
23 go bang, you touch the chain, this bitch gon' sing like Bryson Tiller (sing, sing)
Fuck a graveyard, I'll put a dead opp in a pothole (pothole)
Man, get your friend, hate chopped hoes (chopped bitch)
Never been to hell, I got close
Been to jail, I was eatin' nachos
Any nigga tried to try woulda got knocked out with a motherfuckin' three piece nugget (three piece)
I like to keep me a button, freak bitch, she like to keep on fuckin'
Hell nah, don't stop, keep on suckin' (keep suckin')
Nobody I'm trustin', I really be thuggin'
I fuck around tweak, bang out my cousin
Gift me a 5, I'm tappin' his muffin
Know how I get on, go back and forth with nobody I like the end of discussion (end of this shit)
I just got a bankroll (bankroll)
My left wrist, it stay froze (stay froze)
He mad whenever the bank closed
You not like that, nigga, hang it up (hang it up)
I need my bitch, no, I can't get enough
Spin the block in the truck, it's like two thousand shots and you runnin' to us (runnin' to us)
No murder for hire, but I get shit touched (get shit touched)
When you fuckin' with me, bae, know it's a plus
Bitch, I spin this wheel but we shot off his tires, dumbass should've been a lil' faster (dumbass)
Get off gone, bye-bye, bitch, I'm tryna turn his fat ass a lil' Casper (bye-bye)
Ain't catch a nigga at the light, four cars deep, we know his ass was boxed (we know his ass was boxed)
I told 'em, "Give it to me, you ain't no shooter, lil' bro better pass that Glock" (pass that shit)
Give me a backpack for my strap, most of the time it's in my lap (it's in my lap)
Boy, this flat back get shit wrapped
Lil' bro like to snatch that 'Cat, no rap (no rap)
Swear I hate a bitch that don't care when she wrong, ho got some nerve (Ho got some nerve)
If she don't eat dick, then when we go out, I can't pay for hers (I can't pay for shit)
Ayy, she like how I fuck her, got her sayin', "Daddy, daddy" (daddy, daddy)
We put opps in big 'Woods, this bitch a fatty-fatty (fatty, bitch)
I know bro gon' spin before he diss 'cause he a real killer (real killer)
Only hang with real niggas
23 go bang, you touch the chain, this bitch gon' sing like Bryson Tiller (sing, sing)
Give me a backpack for my strap, most of the time it's in my lap (in my lap)
Boy, this flat back get shit wrapped
Lil' bro like to snatch that 'Cat, no rap (no rap)
Swear I hate a bitch that don't care when she wrong, ho got some nerve (ho got some nerve)
If she don't eat dick, then when we go out, I can't pay for hers (can't pay for nothin')
Ho don't eat dick, I can't pay for nothin', fuck wrong with that ho
Haha
Mm, mm, give me a backpack for my strap
Mm, this flat back get shit wrapped
Big BAK