Chrous:
Flew out to bali, took a PJ there motherfuck first class'
Just left cali like mac dre, ill be right back'
My bitch fatty, stomach flat with a whole ole ass
Presidential Caddy im in my Joe Biden bag'
I catch a case with ya, then beat the case withem'
I don't gotta do the race, 50K to my lawyer we straight, yeah
Told my dawg let me bake this cake the right way' Then we all had ate, In good hands when i step in my hood
This shit like all state'
Verse:
Don't play Any-Mini-Miny-Mo i know what i want
Before you think bout dissin' me just know yo do's & yo don'ts
Put a K behind my name you better make sure im gon'
Niggas talk that talk but they don't walk that shit, nawl
I walked down on Dr- (shh) then i stood over that bitch
She say i don't look killa, well thats how it suppose to be
Went on plenty hits, my baby face while you ain't notice me
Or was it the ski? Man shit, Ion know
You ain't never do shit for me so don't call me Lil bro
They like choppa bring the smoke that make a nigga lung explode
She been suckin me for a hour straight blame it on the (?)
They sayin im this and that but show me goin out just like a hoe'
Where the real niggas at im tryna bring the real back
Fuck a Scat, Hellcat, swervin' til the wheel flat
She like baby slowdown but i can't, I like livin fast
All gas, no breaks, duckin potholes and the jakes
Ridin' with a fed case a switch and some fentanyl on me
Diamonds on the wood of this draco shoutout to Bon B
Youngest in the game with some say-so im only 19
Shot em' then my nigga shot em' i call that a tag-team
Man down, Man down that's a mayday
My mans ain't got no job, killin shit give him a payday
They ask me how i hit they block i told them
"Nigga Straight 8"
Stop the car, get on feet, pop em then we get away
Flew out to bali, took a PJ there motherfuck first class'
Just left cali like mac dre, ill be right back'
My bitch fatty, stomach flat with a whole ole ass
Presidential Caddy im in my Joe Biden bag'
I catch a case with ya, then beat the case withem'
I don't gotta do the race, 50K to my lawyer we straight, yeah
Told my dawg let me bake this cake the right way' Then we all had ate, In good hands when i step in my hood
This shit like all state'
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