[Intro]
Wake
Up
[Chorus]
If I saw these bitches when I walk in
Well, I get my gas pack through the mail
Your girl think I'm cute
I got money, she can tell
If she wanna ride me like a bike
(B-B-Boxcutters)
[Verse 1]
I got all these bitches callin’ me cute on my iPhone
I feel like I'm evil, got dominion, call me Trigon
You can't even get her pussy wet, you got a dry bone
Put that shit away but when I walk in shawty might go
Fuckin’ on this hoe, yeah
That's a Barbie I just came in
I just speak my bread
I don't think we speak the same language
Need a thotty body that pop molly on some rave shit
Give me face in public, shawty feel humiliated
P-P-P-P-Perc in my peach Fanta
Twin Glocks turn a thug to a street dancer
Red dot on the Glock but this isn't COD
Bass knock when it drops, make your ears pop
Gun clash, w-w-what's that?
Someone's um dead
Shoot me, I'll rise like the undead
An onslaught behind my eyelids
I feel homicidal, violent
[Chorus]
If I saw these bitches when I walk in
Well, I get my gas pack through the mail
Your girl think I'm cute
I got money, she can tell
If she wanna ride me like a bike, wear a belt
If I saw these bitches when I walk in
Well, I get my gas pack through the mail
Your girl think I’m cute
I got money, she can tell
If she wanna ride me like a bike, wear a belt
[Verse 2]
I feel like ODDY NUFF
My hair long as fuck bitch
Plus I am drunk as fuck, blade to your pumpkin
Fuss, do not cause a fuss
Lose yo life jus for fussin
And yo bitch cream for me
Squeeze and she pussin
I got boys that would spin the block for me
Send Glock shots they gon have the ops running
20 in his tummy we gon have him acting dummy
50 round, 60 round, hunnid round drummy
Big bands on me, you already know
That’s your ho, then why she posing in my photo roll
She tell me how she wanna ride it like a carnival
When I'm getting faded disappear just like a ghost
Thirty in my MAG
Cash in the bag
Thrax, these racks, hundreds getting fat
I don’t what to do with all of these rubber bands
Fuck it man, fuck it man, fuck it man, fuck it man
That's how I'm really rocking
I'm really a menace
All your checks bounce back like you playing tennis
I’m addicted to my racks like it's a fetish
Watch my gun hit your ass, you gon' regret it
Stabbing you, you're stabbing me
I wanna put a knife in you, a knife in me
I wanna take your life from you
Actually, there is no life for you
It's sad to see
[Chorus]
I-I-I-I-I-If I saw these bitches when I walk in
Well, I get my gas pack through the mail
Your girl think I'm cute
I got money, she can tell
If she wanna ride me like a bike, wear a belt
If I saw these bitches when I walk in
Well, I get my gas pack through the mail
Your girl think I'm cute
I got money, she can tell
If she wanna ride me like a bike, wear a belt
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