Pleads

Three on my feet, four on my tee (woo)

Five on my side (woo), six on my hand (woo)

Two for my jeans (woo, woo, woo)

You wanna diss (woo, woo), you wanna sneak (woo)

But what's it mean?

You gonna plea (woo), you beg and plead (woo)

The pole is on me (woo), it's underneath (woo)

Thinkin' you can fuck with me (woo, woo), which one of me? (Woo)

I wanna see (woo)

One for the 'Cat, two for the Track'

Four for the Rolls

Split down them racks, can't get it back

I'm with the chopper to shoot down the plane

I'm finna start me a world war (ah, ah)

Saddam Hussein, smokin' on pain

Big-ass Sprite with straight oil

She grind on my dick like a skateboard (skateboard)

Run to the bank like a race horse (race horse)

Just give me the top, I know you a bop

I don't really wanna go on dates, whore

If I really like it, then I'll buy you a bag

When it come to that pussy, don't pay for it (pay)

I'm in O'Block, my motherfuckin' gang

Drinkin' on syrup like my throat sore

All my young niggas, they ready to crash

Workin' that pole like, "Dance, whore" (brr, brr)

Walk to the crib with a calm lil' fit

Your bitch like, "Damn," I got aura

Give me that pussy like the cat in the hat (oh)

Came out the trap and I'm crackin' her back (rrah)

Your bitch is bad, mine badder than that

Jumped in the porsche and got right to the racks (damn)

Feel like I'm santa, I stay with the sack

When I talk shit, they start pedalin' back

Just like a cobra, I'm killin' the rats

I don't give a fuck, I crash out on the track

Start seein' red and I'm fadin' to black

I'm on opp block and I'm very relaxed (grrah)

Just like I'm Bernie, I stay with the MAC

Wanted the bitch, but I ran to the bag

I'm from Atlanta, you know I got swag

Makin' them beat like a motherfucking pad

Lil Gnar, big guap, can't go out sad

First, second and third, I won't never be last