Shorties

[Intro]

You dig?

You know how I'm rocking, cut off stockings (DP on the beat)

Keep kush all up in my pocket

All designer, get your grind up

Got a Breitling for the timer

Hey, hey, hey

[Chorus]

Them my shorties (Them my shorties), them my shorties

Them my shorties, them my shorties

I give my shorties 40s

They come through blowing, blowing, blowing

They ain't missing, ayy

They come through scoring, scoring, scoring

Them my shorties, them my shorties

These niggas shorties, these niggas shorties

I give my shorties 40s

They come through blowing, blowing, blowing

When we pull up, hop out

Loud we blowing, blowing, blowing

Them my shorties

[Verse 1]

Gambino grab the strap, ayy, Flash grab my racks, hey

Ball drive the car, ayy, Tadoe grab the thots, ayy

Tray Savage grab the MAC, ayy, Cap grab the back, ayy

Throwback grab the front, ayy, this ain't what you want

Them my shorties, ayy, yeah, we love shooting guns, ayy

Call Caper from the front, ayy, he come through with the pump

Call Juice from Savage Squad, ayy,  he come through with the lumps

Call Fredo out the cut, ayy,  he come through with the mump

Very scary, Goosebumps, I come through with the skunk

Blowing on the skunk, skunk reeking out my truck

And I don't give a fuck, I got money, not no luck

I ain't never gave no fuck, was always with the buck-buck

[Chorus]

Them my shorties, them my shorties

Them my shorties, them my shorties

I give my shorties 40s

They come through blowing, blowing, blowing

They ain't missing, ayy

They come through scoring, scoring, scoring

Them my shorties, them my shorties

These niggas shorties, these niggas shorties

I give my shorties 40s

They come through blowing, blowing, blowing

When we pull up, hop out

Loud we blowing, blowing, blowing

Them my shorties

[Verse 2]

I'm smoking cat piss, Johnny pissed on my necklace

Come through with that gat, bitch, we know drama, young and reckless

My niggas always wildin', I swear they overprotective

We don't know detective, we don't know who shoots the weapons

Don't care about a lecture, all I care about is money

Don't give no fuck 'bout court, don't give no fuck 'bout running

I'm somewhere counting money, it's a money damn tsunami, ayy

I'm somewhere eatin' pastrami with my shorties, we be munching

And mobbing

[Chorus]

Them my shorties, them my shorties

Them my shorties, them my shorties

I give my shorties 40s

They come through blowing, blowing, blowing

They ain't missing, ayy

They come through scoring, scoring, scoring

Them my shorties, them my shorties

These niggas shorties, these niggas shorties

I give my shorties 40s

They come through blowing, blowing, blowing

When we pull up, hop out

Loud we blowing, blowing, blowing

Them my shorties