[Verse 1: Nettspend]
Everybody knows, sticki-stickin' to the code, and they call me fuckin' mister
Bitch, I'm shootin' rounds, might have to call up Lester
Bitch, I'm chillin', uh, out of town, bitch, we chillin', uh
And she know that I was next to her
If you ain't makin' money, swear to God, I can't be next to her
And she know I'm next up, and another ho, in that 804
Balenci' and some more
Like you ain't even top ten, you askin' for some hoes
Told my brother to hold the pole, bitch, he finna go
Bitch, I'm in that Ghost, off a high dose
But we ain't finna fall, stickin' to the code
We hearin' that you told, finna turn him to a ghost
Sippin' out a sippy cup, I'm feelin' like a pro, bitch, I'm in that Ghost
[Verse 2: zuro]
Ridin' in that Ghost, he bе tryna run down, niggas got they pole
Ballin' on thesе niggas, they should put me in the front
I be smokin' loud, boy, you smokin' dro
Nigga, I'm the plug, I got blessed for the low
You be, you be tryna run down, niggas got that pole
Boy, you is a ho, and-and everybody know
She all up on me, and everybody know
Why she all up on me? I don't even know
Run up like it's a party, and you know how it go
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