I'm like, you, huh, I'm like you, bitch, I'm getting to it
Be that lil bitch from the back, take her down
I'm like you, bitch, I'm getting to it
Beat that lil bitch from the back, take her up and throw it
Take her up and throw that, got lil mama hips shakin
Told her I'm like 2Raree
Hell yeah bitch I'll pay for your nails
Hoe my pillow cost a band, the garage got a lamb
I make her hit the nae nae, told her do it with no hands
Bend it over, touch your toes, baby do it for these bands
Fuck your man, bitch you too bad, told 'em move back
She said that she too wet, bitch you know I do that
I grew up with real trappers, he ain't never move pack
Turn the 14 to a 31, pussy real quick
You ain't never had them lights behind you ridin with a brick
You ain't never catch your opp, how about make her duck switch?
It's a whole pint of qua pussy, this is not trish
It's a drum on a fully K, it do not miss
Uh uh uh, I say granny
I'ma get this shit right for the family
Do this shit for dirt and all my brothers who ain't with me
Do y'all understand me?
In the trap with glass, saw her like a chemist
She keep shaking ass like it's squirrels in her panties
I'ma call her Candace, but she ain't a redhead
Dis lil bitch a redbone and she give the best head
Only pourin' purp up, bitch you know the red dead
Feel like I died a hundred times, red dead
Lil mama tryna twist my mind up, dread head
Bitch I'm ridin' with that chop, but I got dead head
Fuck that lil hoe through the frame, I think the bed dead
Gotta call Kyle, bitch said she like dread heads
Put a 50 on his top, now his head bread
Fuck the hoe for 2 hours, now my legs dead
Bitch got some finger waves in, I call her egg head
I got a lightskin bitch, with braids, I call her Bow Wow
Pen it down now, take that hoe to pound town
I'm off a thirty and I'm bustin' bout to foul out
That bitch tired of your broke ass, you a cow now
Maybach with the butter seats, take her around round town
Got a switchy, ridin' shotty, shit go pow pow
Intoxicated, six bitches every night I bet you stuck up in his matrix
And Rug got insurance every trip I know he bangin'
Uppin at his opp, put the BMO like it's laserc
Pussy, I might be a bully
Don't compare me to your boyfriend, he a rookie
Hop out of his ride and get the empty in the fully
Inside his hoodie is a stick on me like Woody
Pop out with the 40, make em dance through the boogie
Them nigga kids, grab they heads and give them woogies
Feel like I died a hundred times, red dead
Lil mama tryna twist my mind to a dread hit
Bitch I'm ridin' with that chalk but I got bed head
Fuck that lil hoe through the fray, I think the bed dead
Got a cop cop, bitch say she like dread hits
Put a 50 on his top, now his head bread
Beat her down for two hours, now my leg dead
Bitch got some finger waves in, I call her head head
