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Bitches throwin' neck on the tour bus
You don't got a name, bitch, you's a no-one
That's your wife, but, she let me hold one Don't try to piss me off, bitch, I told ya, yeah
Real green what I toke, yeah
If I catch you talkin' shit, bitch, I'ma poke ya
Fuck you and your mans, I done said fuck your folk, yeah
Bitch with her legs open, i'm finna fold, yeah
Bro got a clip, and he let it unload, yeah
Maybach whip, finna swerve off the road, yeah
She gon' suck on that dick, she gon' bounce like a toad, yeah
I went ahead and flipped them bands when I sold out
Keep on talkin', that's the way you finna go out
Damn, i'm tryna stay in the house, not go out
Yeah, I see them grills on your teeth, knock the gold out
Remember, I was tryna talk to girls, yeah I'm bold now
Yeah, big stock with a scope now
Baby, stop talkin' and get to the throat now
That's your girl? she a real ho now
Said she ain't a freak, but I damn near poked her holes out
Got a choppa, let it blow now
You and ya gang'll probably lose, you gettin' blown down
Smoking on kush, smoke on weed, bitch i'm stoned out, yeah
Bitches throwin' neck on the tour bus
You don't got a name, bitch, you's a no-one
That's your wife, but, she let me hold one Don't try to piss me off, bitch, I told ya, yeah
Real green what I toke, yeah
If I catch you talkin' shit, bitch, I'ma poke ya