RaY oNnA hEaT

It's Inna

Na ian gon' say too much onnat, look, punch me in the, huh

I'll call the K, undertaker

I send him six feet deep

I'm fuckin' bitty

I'm tryna hit her friend

I'm tryna share my skeet

I gave him 34 out the 40, ray upon the heat

I caught him out

Then I spark him up

He burnin' in a leaf

I hate lil' baby when I roll a klock she always tryna cheff

That nigga cap, he ain't got no rank, he ain't no fuckin' cheif

I pull up on her, then I leave her drench I'm talkin' like a sink

Me and brodie creepin' all black, we all in fuckin' sync

Huh, me and baby get the bag, we tryna get to it

Baby A pokin' out my pants, he bet not do no movn

I'm tryna freak, she tryna dance, she doin' the wrong groovin

Yeah, he Ashanti for the bitch, he actin' hella foolish

I'm tryna bop this nigga top, I'm tappn his Medula

Yeah, I did this bitty so bad, she wish I never knew her

When brody roll a klock, that shit be stankin, it smellin' like manure

Nd If five zero get behind I'm hittin' the gas, watch how the scat maneuver

My couger bitch said she wnt me to hit, I need my glove to do it

He askin' hella questions with the Glock, like Brodie aim nd shoot it

She askin' how my bankroll go like that, I told that bitch I grew it

I'm really inDaCuts w fully tucked, don't try to push it, stupid

Brodie in the lab with green pop, it got me feelin' mutation

That nigga broke, when he make a purchase he call his bank to get disputed it

Huh, yeah

Nah, I ain't gon' say too much on that

Huh, punch me in Igh