San Antonio

[Intro] (Dee B got that) I was in San Antonio, the bitches was in my face They followed me to the restroom and they tried to rape me Should've called the police on they ass, same way they be doin' us, ain't it? I be ridin' with a toolie tucked daily Ayy, lil' buddy, you booted up, ain't it? Man, fuck that shit and turn it up, you heard me [Chorus] Turn it up, you heard me Turn it up, you heard me Turn it up so loud you make her brain bleed Turn it up, ayy Turn it up, ayy Turn it up, turn it up so loud I can hear my memories [Verse 1] Ride it, swerve, ride it, twerk I need her but not as much as I need my perkiеs I need Percs, oh, I get scared, swеar to God it hurts I go bezerk if I ain't got dumb shit Nigga, I ain't a junkie Ho, you 'bout one dumb bitch Ooh, I had sex, just fuck it, bitch, hush Bitch, don't say nothin' Ayy, move your hands, don't touch me, bitch Stop runnin', stay still, I'm cumming You ain't gon' find no money 'cause all of it's in my money account I run in your house, put the gun in your mouth Give it up and I'm out, or I'll shoot Kodak boppin' it in my boots Skadoosh, skadoosh Got the bitch wet like swoosh, swoosh Bitch, suck my dick, slide, then pull out the stick Dance, dance, dance Mm, boy, you ugly She bought the pill, now she bustin' I ain't rushin' for the day my lil' cousin start fuckin' Ayy, you a dumb bitch 'cause, ho, you 'bout one dumb bitch You a dumb bitch, ho, you 'bout one dumb-ass bitch Gettin' aggressive, you love that shit when I slam in a bitch Out her panties, I stick 'em and shove in the chimney Up in it, it's a murder, I feel so good that I'ma catch a murder It's a murder, ayy, ayy Ah, 'pon a real Zo mafia and I don't think I heard her, you heard me Mm, mm, everybody hate me, where we go? What did I do? Uh, I don't know, uh Talkin' 'bout, "I don't know" Oh, ayy, I got hit in the leg, ayy, but ain't it I'm walkin' now, boo? Niggas gon' die when I shoot Hold on, watch what I do when I do it, watch what I do when I do it I do it, can't nobody outdo me Hop in my whip, ah, I'ma rock with my boo Ayy, mm, heard me Ayy, mm, ayy, I don't know you, so get out my face with that ugly So old-school, I'ma hit that boy with a musket Mhm, a musket, he gettin' musky Can you get that boy out the trunk, please? I'ma tell you 'bout when I was in Houston after this Mm, uh, ah, ah, ayy, ayy [Outro] Know what I like about you? Not a goddamn thing Aha-ha Nah, for real, for real though You know what I like about you? Not a bitch-ass thing