[Intro]
Yeah (Yeah)
Turn me up (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Facts
[Chorus]
You got sizzurp right inside your artery, ha
You buck a punishment and still leave in the morning, uh-huh
I got a Tommy gun, I’m not talking stomachs, uh-uh
You want a honey bun early in the morning? Ah-ah
I’m a big bee, I’m giggling for your honey, ha-ha
You ever seen a bitch look better than money? Uh-uh
You beat that bitch to sleep, back at it top the morning, aha
All my Drac' automatic, good morning, hehehe
[Post-Chorus]
Bitch tall, sturdy like a farmer, hehe
Big tall cup of that Barney, hehe
Pour eight of red in a punch
I wan' fuck your girl from the fro-o-ont
[Verse 1]
Stacking my pesos, fuck what the Wraith do
Timeout, I’m living my life like I’m Jésus
Twenty-four karat the gate, she was told to wait
I'ma fuck that bitch and give her right to my dog like Nate
Tony the Tiger, I'm great
Tony Hawk skate, drinking grapes
Overseas on a boat eating crepes
Give my dog the keys to the 'Vette
That's what I’m sayin', man
[Chorus]
You got sizzurp right inside your artery, ha
You buck a punishment and still leave in the morning, uh-huh
I got a Tommy gun, I’m not talking stomachs, uh-uh
You want a honey bun early in the morning? Ah-ah
I’m a big bee, I’m giggling for your honey, ha-ha
You ever seen a bitch look better than money? Uh-uh
You beat that bitch to sleep, back at it top the morning, aha
All my Drac' automatic, good morn', hehehe
[Verse 2]
Blow so many racks 'cause I was starvin'
I got woadie woadies in New Orleans
Pussy seen that [?] and they were dodgin'
Charging your hoes like Dodge
My outfits are so sharp, no starch
Your bitches see your cars and go to dodge in it
We go 300 deep like we Spartans, bitch
Got water on my neck like I’m a hippopotamus
I love my dogs, I love my Rollses
Every time you see me, just know it’s on, yeah
I love my bitch, I love my meds
I fucked the owner 'cause I ain't got no time for chicks
[Chorus]
You got sizzurp right inside your artery, ha
You buck a punishment and still leave in the morning, uh-huh
I got a Tommy gun, I’m not talking stomachs, uh-uh
You want a honey bun early in the morning? Ah-ah
I’m a big bee, I’m giggling for your honey, ha-ha
You ever seen a bitch look better than money? Uh-uh
You beat that bitch to sleep, back at it top the morning, aha
All my Drac' automatic, good morning, hehehe
[Post-Chorus]
Bitch tall, sturdy like a farmer, hehe
Big tall cup of that Barney, hehe
Pour eight of red in a punch
I wan' fuck your girl from the fro-o-ont
[Outro]
Big money on me, I got swag
Big bullets on me, get toe tagged
Money all through the streets and it's saucy
YSL, drew on my sleeve, and it call me
Bad bitch on her knees, begging for my child
Ended up in the nose bleed from the wild
All the cultures love me
Aw yeah
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