[Intro]
Oh, 5StarChrome
Man down
Damn
Frrr, frr
Man down
Damn
Frr, frr
[Verse]
Fifth get out that car frr, frr man down
Type of nigga walk up close do you
Why everybody standing ‘round
Bitch tryna fuck with me back then
But can’t keep her off my bumper now
I’m in ther motha fucka fresh as shit my fit on autopilot
Wake up in bed get some head and grab my phone ‘cause auntie wildin’
She wanna party and bullshit all day this bitch like big poppa
Cougar bitch came from Chicago my OG say this bitch foxy
This bitch ask me for a G6 I ain’t have nun take the Roxy
Ain’t ain’t gotta ask me what i want to eat bitch I’m lamb choppy Papi
Everything I do smooth that’s why them niggas tryna copy
B5 a motha fuckin fool in the spot you gotta watch him
I’m in the bag of pink with Ski an he keep telling me to pop it
Only a brand new dancer in here be a bitch think I don’t got it
I don’t give a fuck how much money you see me with bitch I’ll still rob you
You better get you a fuckin’ bankroll that’s the only thing that solve problems
Don’t give a fuck about you having a button on you nigga we all got them
She tryna talk I’m nodding out you gotta blame the narcotics
The coke prices up and down nigga this shit like hydraulics
Auntie been smoking thirty years no matter what she can’t stop it
When the light on in the trap bitch come on start shopping
Fucked uo a thirty in the club bitch this just a small profit
Brody turned it up and ghost that lil’ nigga Sean Paul it
She throwing that ass and doing the most that bitch off a cup water
Her friend gotta help her out it’s way too much butt for you
That’s your third time reaching for my cup bitch that’s enough for you
I know I wanna fuck on you don’t know if I wanna fuck with you
She ate me up called her a truck she gotta early dismissal
She see it bulging out my shirt said that’s a very big pistol
When you broke and fucked up that’s a very big issue
On your head drop fifty bucks promise that they will get you
Nigga I’ll drop so much cash make you watch you little sister
She want a deal on the dawg but can’t deal wit the dealer
I’m in the field with my dogs and going in and out the kitchen
My man say he going vegan but he ain’t giving up the chicken
One cup six months worth of parking and speeding tickets
Had a gun when you seen him right?
That nigga there different
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