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[Intro: Black Kray]

Uh, bitch, bitch, stop rollin' the blunt for a second, okay?

Put it down, let me take a look at it, okay

You see this my motherfuckin' telephone, right

Ayy, this where I be twerkin' cellphones, let's get it straight

Alright, proceed

[Verse 1: Black Kray]

Bitch hit my phone, talkin' 'bout, "Where you at, ho?"

Weed in my fingernails, damn, ho

I came through, and I might buy a mermaid

Dirty iced out unicorn, nigga tryna get some dome

Twerk cellphones, nigga, like a damn ho

I rap about the same shit, but I'm still dope

Steezed out, like a nigga slangin' fuckin' coke

Gold herringbone, nigga, that's that dirty gold

[Chorus: Black Kray]

Shake it, bitch, drop it low

Bitch, drop it low, twerk real low

Shе wanna hit the blunt (Bitch, you ain't finna hit shit, ho)

She wanna hit the blunt (Finna hit shit, ho)

Bitch, drop it low

Twеrk cellphones, but she wanna hit the blunt

Bitch, drop it low

Bitch, drop it low, let it twerk to the floor

But she wan' hit the blunt (Bitch, you ain't finna hit shit)

[Verse 2: Black Kray]

Bitch, I'm a fiend, smokin' on Irene

Came through, nigga, and my bitch got a lil' bit of steez

Look at that guy named Black Kray, what the fuck?

Just dissed me, on yo' main ho, what the fuck?

Waved out, ten cellphones

Thuggin' in the fuckin' crack house, lookin' like I'm Mary J

Fuckin' with my old ho, came through with ten ho's

Six blunts, eyes low, bitches on my fuckin' toes

Bitch, drop it low, 'cause she wanna hit the blunt

Bitch, drop it low, 'cause she wanna hit the blunt

Bitch, drop it low, 'cause she wanna hit the blunt

Two blunts for these ho's, nigga, gold front

No gold fronts, two gold caps

Make that ass clap, sea palace, wave cap

Bitches on my ass, like some fuckin' boxers

Long johns, bitch, suck me fuckin' caka

[Verse 3: MFK]

[?] shawty shorty, stabbed you with a pitchfork

All this steez for free [?] Pitchfork

Underwater adventures with Ariel the mermaid

Wavy in the ocean, goddamn, I think I'm Scuba Steve

Sand in her toes, tits look like cantaloupes

Came with a hunnid ho's, like a herd of antelope

Steeze game stupid, like polyphonic ringtone

Chillwave, smokin' blunts while I'm [?]

Infused the blunt, now I'm cheffin' trillwave

Copycat rappers, and you two-dollar DJ's

No OG's in your camp, it's a cold summer

Smokin' three sixteen blunts, yeah, I'm a stone cold stoner

Yeah, I'm, a stone cold loner

Dick hard in my pants, yeah, I got a boner

Like Egyptian mummy

Put my dick inside, she can feel it in her tummy

She squirt in my grill, like a fuckin' super soaker

Smile on my face, somethin' like the Joker

All black bitch, like I'm watchin' Batman

Radius on that ass ridiculous, I'm sinkin' like it's quicksand

I'm fallin' deep, let me pull out, splash on her back

[Outro: MFK]

Pull out on my bitch, splash on her back

Pull out on my bitch, splash on her back

Pull out on my bitch, splash on her back

Trappin' gold steez on my bitch, splash on her back

Splash on her back, tropical steez, splash on her back

Splash on her back, this is that tropical steez, splash on her back

Splash on her back, this is that tropical steez, splash on her back