(Y-y-y-y-you're gang shit)
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(S1) send her the addy, she ready to slide
Pull up, beep-beep, yeah waitin' outside
Said that she ready to die
Murder the coupe and the whip, suicide
Send her the addy, she ready to slide (slide)
Pull up, beep-beep, yeah waitin' outside
Said that she ready to die
Murder the coupe and the whip, suicide (fuck, 'cide!)
Look at my eyes like I'd die for you kid
That's a ride or die, that gon' slide in the whip
In a blacked out whip, with a racked out bitch
She stay by my side, 'cause she ready to hit
Pissed!
Speak on my girl? Get ready for clips
We makin' movies, you only make skits
Cover my credit like lunar eclipse
You broke like a puppy, you broke like a bitch
Broke like a bitch
I don't give a fuck about a hoe no more
Gon' slide to the crib, and I pop .44
And if life is a bitch, then I want me a hoe (yeah)
I want some money, then now I want some mo' (ice)
Come hop in the Audi, and close out the door
Slidin' in a whip, bitch, slidin' in a foreign
Boy talkin' shit, then I'm just gonna ignore it
Can't hear nothin'
My flow too disgustin', I end the discussion
I'm flowin' harder than a faucet escutcheon
Look so normal that I'm hittin' it in public
Going blow up like unlimited eruption
I told the girl, "Turn into an eruption"
Price going up like a semiconductor
I run the train, on the beat like conductor
I do not love her!
J-jump up on the track, I beat this shit like I abuse it
Yuh, Dublin run my streams up, I need bags like Apple Music
H-h-h-hittin' that bitch, and I think she get mad at me
Ya shoot like the clips that I put in the magazine (yeah)
Take off the pants, and she show me anatomy
All of the shit that you say couldn't fathom me
Fuckin' that bitch, and I could never date her
Hit-hit it one time, and I pass to the cranker
We drop the merch and then they buy it (yeah)
The lines at stores, they cause a riot (yeh)
Up, down, left, right, X, Y, B (eh)
My Glock is a dick, and it's up in her spleen (uh)
S-stuff him in storage like he on the lay away
Jump like I'm Kobe, I hit with the fade away
Jump in the pussy like, huh, wait
She blow me like shorty, like pump fake
Get out my way, I might run your fade
I might swing this blade, it's okay
Take his life away, I might end his day
In the range with that triple take
This shit is not a game, uh
Fuck it, I'ma blast 'em!
Fuckin' with the task force, I really am a natural
Blow 'em up collateral, I fold 'em up collapsible
Run it up, I'm admiral, your statement unretractable
Like, oh no, you a bozo
Get your own goals
You see me, wanna be me, I'm impassable
Quiet now, I'm in charge, and I need you to pipe it down (yeah)
Funny how I succeed (yeah), and now you (yeah) want a new style (yeah)
Rockstar on my body (on my body)
My bitch sippin' Sake, Valentino Liberace
C-note, shop Armani
King of the Hill like my name's Bobby
Bougie, the bitches in the lobby
Rap ain't a game, this ain't no hobby
Worked for my name, don't act so cocky
(Don't act so cocky)