dancer

[Intro] Ridin' round, nigga, and I'm ridin' with the poley Smoke him like some zaza, fry 'em like a papa If he talkin' rah-rah, choppa goin'— (Four ninety-nine eight pieces, man, I want, I want sixteen of that motherfuckers I got twelve motherfuckers at home, really hungry and mouth-watering and shit Thirsty for some motherfuckin' chicken and y'all up here fat, false advertising Who the fuck in the marketing department, man? We need to see them motherfuckers) [Verse 1] Lot of niggas on my dick, nigga, they don't even know me Niggas stеalin' all the swag, ain't even tryna gеt the proceeds It's my number one fans that be hatin' from a nosebleed I be chillin' in my girl crib, I be hella cozy He can get popped if he actin' hella nosy Bad MILF bitch, hell yeah, her name Zoey Ridin' round, nigga, and I'm ridin' with the poley Smoke him like some zaza, fry 'em like a papa If he talkin' rah-rah, choppa goin' rah-rah Tryna get hella rich, I'm tryna cop a casa 'Cause my pops believe in me, yeah, nigga, shoutout to my father And my mom see what's goin' on, yeah, shoutout to my mother I love how my life looked like when I was livin' with my grandma This ain't a movie, but the choppa shoot him like a camera Grabba punchin, nigga, gimme a second, I can't stand up If life is a bitch, then that bitch, she is a dancer You askin' Xav "What's my purpose?", nigga, I don't got the answers Yeah I'm smokin' good gas, bros still smokin' Steezus [Pre-Chorus] All you niggas randoms, I know you can't stand us All you niggas randoms, I know y'all can't stand us [Chorus] Yeah, I love you baby, hell yeah, I love you Hannah They don't know how good we got it, they don't understand us My grandma said, "Please boy— [Verse 2] —ridin' with the poley Smoke him like some zaza, fry 'em like a papa If he talkin' rah-rah— (Oh, what y'all gon' this motherfucker? I don't give a fuck franchise, man, this is some fuckin' bullshit here, man) [Verse 3] —and I'm ridin' with the poley Smoke him like some zaza, fry 'em like a papa If he talkin' rah-rah, choppa goin' rah-rah Tryna get hella rich, I'm tryna cop a casa 'Cause my pops believe in me, yeah, nigga, shout out to my father And my mom see what's goin' on, yeah, shout out to my mother I love how my life looked like when I was livin' with my grandma This ain't a movie, but the choppa shoot him like a camera Grabba punchin, nigga, gimme a second, I can't stand up If life is a bitch, then that bitch, she is a dancer You askin' Xav, "What's my purpose?", nigga, I don't got the answers Yeah I'm smokin' good gas, bros still smokin' Steezus [Pre-Chorus] All you niggas randoms, I know you can't stand us All you niggas randoms, I know y'all can't stand us [Chorus] Yeah, I love you baby, hell yeah, I love you Hannah They don't know how good we got it, they don't understand us My grandma said, "Please boy, yeah, keep your head up" I been goin' hard, nigga, yeah, I step my game up Drop every week, that's how young Xav came up We're all fucked, ain't nobody finna save us Niggas tryna steal the swag, no, they won't amaze us Steady doin' us, nigga, I don't know why they hate us Put my DC's on, nigga, then I lace up (You discuss me) Up it on a nigga, hit a nigga in the face, uh (You disgust me) [Outro] Oh, oh, oh (You discuss me) (You disgust me) (You discuss me) (You disgust me) (You disgust me)