My niggas gon' ride for me
Put on they swimming trunks, slide for me
Bitch, we ain't worried 'bout beef
My shooters fed and they ready to eat
Lean back in the seat, she spaghetti the D
These niggas, they cheaters, they tellin' on me
Aim at your Bell Taco shelling the scene
I'm pullin' my pants up, I'm ready to swing
I'm ready to swing on a bitch
If it go left, up the thing on a bitch
She in love with these balls, put a ring on a bitch
Iced-out nipple piercing, I put that bling on her tits, nigga
These choppers real, no orange tips, nigga
Every month, I go six-figures
We need more straps, bitch, we getting richer
We real killers, never artificial
Step back and pop like I'm Harden (Harden)
She see the print in the joggers (joggers)
32 shots in the joggers (joggers)
These bitches look good on TV
But they fooling like it's McDonalds (like it's McDonalds)
We play with them keys like pianos
On the weed farm with Old MacDonald
My niggas gon' ride for me
Put on they swimming trunks, slide for me
Bitch, we ain't worried 'bout beef
My shooters fed and they ready to eat
Lean back in the seat, she spaghetti the D
These niggas, they cheaters, they tellin' on me
Aim at your Bell Taco shelling the scene
I flooded my pockets with parmesan cheese
Tats on his face, he tryna look throwed
Behind those tattoos, I know he a hoe
Pull up with that 40, my shit getting old
If I tell him don't move, that boy striking a pose
2016, we striking for clothes
Flathead in my pocket, we striking for poles
You loving these bitches, you mad 'bout some hoes
Nigga tryna get some hoes by some hoes
Nigga tryna get some smoke by the throat
I was born when a squid fucked a GOAT
When it's wintertime, we put sticks in our coats
My niggas gon' ride for me
Put on they swimming trunks, slide for me
Bitch, we ain't worried 'bout beef
My shooters fed and they ready to eat
Lean back in the seat, she spaghetti the D
These niggas, they cheaters, they tellin' on me
Aim at your Bell Taco shelling the scene
I'm pullin' my pants up, I'm ready to swing