Ay yo shawty a freak to me (Yeah, uh huh) Ay yo shawty a freak to me (Okay, okay uh huh) Ay yo shawty a freak to me Yeah Yeah Yeah Ay yo shawty a freak to me You don't know me don't speak to me And yo gang be on sneak for free yeah Why the fuck is you reaching me On my own aint no teaching me Shawty stuck like a leach on me And I keep that on me And I keep that on Better not rat on me Better not rat on Go through the backdoor We never get pat on Turn on that 808 Turn the hi-hat on And I keep that on me And I keep that on Better not rat on me Better not rat on Go through the backdoor we Never get pat on Turn on that 808 Turn the hi-hat on Don't want your mans baby I'll go to war for mine Its been on my mind lately These nas got change with time You say you a shooter nah I say that yo ass is lying Im bktherula nah Santana from time to time And on gang I aint gonna look back Hit a stain on yo mans for that rack Quarantine when I pull out the pack Yeah Im smoking on that shit High as fuck bitch I feel like a bat Was a time where pockets wasn't fat Bitch you hopping yo ass is a nat Ian cuffing on that shit I aint stunting on that shit Got yo hoe in the back bitch And she rubbing my back bitch Yeah I'm hard but a bad bitch Fill the wood with that cabbage Heard yo man was a savage Jugg his ass for that sack bitch Uh huh okay Yeah yea Ay yo shawty a freak to me You don't know me don't speak to me And yo gang be on sneak for free yeah Why the fuck is you reaching me On my own aint no teaching me Shawty stuck like a leach on me And I keep that on me And I keep that on Better not rat on me Better not rat on Go through the backdoor we Never get pat on Turn on that 808 Turn the hi-hat on And I keep that on me And I keep that on Better not rat on me Better not rat on Go through the backdoor we Never get pat on Turn on that 808 Turn the hi-hat on