[Intro]
Pulled up skatin' like uh (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Tampa cabinet, she let me beat it (Yeah)
She told me "Eat it", I told her "Beat it" (Yeah)
She suck me when she bleedin', suck me like she teasin' (Yeah, yeah)
She said I be meanin', I be fightin' demons (Yeah)
Follow, I'ma lead it, swear to god I mean it (Yeah)
Baby girl conceited, pull up like I need it (Yeah)
Bad mamacita but she a eater (Yeah)
Baby ain't a 10 but she 5 like Keeta (Yeah, yeah)
[Post-Chorus]
Baby, can we meet up? (Yeah, yeah)
Come and chill for the weekend (Yeah, yeah)
We can just be freakin', ayy (Yeah, yeah)
She told me I got all the thotties (Yeah, yeah)
She told me I know everybody (Yeah, yeah)
Got my stick like I'm Harry Potter (Yeah, yeah)
Smoke my bone, die and get the Māthā (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse]
It's me and the gang, we back to back in this thang (Yeah, yeah)
I'm in the back of the back of the 'Bach, she just laugh straight for some change (Yeah, yeah)
Bitch, you better not play with my chicken, I'ma be raisin' my cane (Yeah, yeah)
Get your baby ass popped just for the moment I aim (Yeah, yeah)
I'm worried about what I am and she worried about what I ain't (Yeah, yeah)
Take a nigga about the bank, I'm usin' that shit to plank (Yeah, yeah)
Told a girl I fucked her bestie, she thought it was a prank (Yeah, yeah)
Nigga shot his gun and it jammed, that bitch thought it was a jank (Yeah, yeah)
Don't run up on me musty, get away, bitch, you stank (Yeah, yeah)
Went to court, almost got booked 'cause I smelled like dang (Yeah, yeah)
Nigga borrowed my shit, forgot to say "Thanks"
But I'ma still get them Tyra Banks
Nigga snitchin' on me, how the fuck you know my name?
Even in the afterlife, I would be screamin' "Gang!"
Yellow curry, bitch, I'm lookin' like a stain
Been through alot, make you wonder how I stay sing
[Chorus]
Tampa cabinet, she let me beat it (Yeah)
She told me "Eat it", I told her "Beat it" (Yeah)
She suck me when she bleedin', suck me like she teasin' (Yeah, yeah)
She said I be meanin', I be fightin' demons (Yeah)
Follow, I'ma lead it, swear to god I mean it (Yeah)
Baby girl conceited, pull up like I need it (Yeah)
Bad mamacita but she a eater (Yeah)
Baby ain't a 10 but she 5 like Keeta (Yeah, yeah)
[Post-Chorus]
Baby, can we meet up? (Yeah, yeah)
Come and chill for the weekend (Yeah, yeah)
We can just be freakin', ayy (Yeah, yeah)
She told me I got all the thotties (Yeah, yeah)
She told me I know everybody (Yeah, yeah)
Got my stick like I'm Harry Potter (Yeah, yeah)
Smoke my bone, die and get the Māthā (Yeah, yeah)
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