Текст песни
Bitches got no aim when they shoot, They just up the tool
Fuck around and hit the wrong coupe like a damn fool
Sipping on this goddamn Jamba Juice, With my .32
Call my .32 Shaq O'Neal cause that bitch boom
Lil bitch she a nuisance, uh
Riding through my hood lil bitch I'm barely cruising, uh
**** try to tuck they chain I take they 'dullah, uh
And we got clips long as long as a fucking ruler, uh
We keep them Rugers tucked
Bitches out here giving blowjobs for a nose job
With that fucking nose ring she look like Tupac
I can't even cuff no hoes right now, I'm too locked
Spin the shit twice, leave ya Block hot
Y'all done got me started
You know my push to start don't work my coupe retarded
Smelling all this fucking gas, it's like a **** farted
If you anybody they know my shit the hardest
He ain't want no wooden box, put em in a urn
Smoke em with the herbs
That shit calm my nerves
Aye, brand new whip I'm swerving
In and out them lanes like Irving
Got my head wrapped like a fucking turban
Bitches tryna steady unnerve me
Bitch I Shoot like Book
**** I can get yo bitch took, Bitch you still a rook
**** I'm a big dog, **** you still a pup to me
**** you look up to me, **** you can't fuck with me (Aye)
Damn that a 16
We 6 got beams
Oh you think that's yo bitch
She play for 6 teams
She want 6 rings, She want big things
I ain't talking about no jewelry but these VVS
Fucking up the human race
In these human races
Can't wait 'til the fucking day that I meet a racist
**** Can't stay patient
Steady paper chasing
**** trying to do me foul like a flagrant
Whole time a **** can't be complacent
30 Cars up in this garage, **** it's outrageous
**** only whip it if it's black like I'm racist
**** I just told that bitch stop fucking playing
Aye