Lyrics: yuke red sosa
Music: yuke red sosa
You have no heart
Yeah, know I got my bag and my racks now
See yo' b***h, the cash down
**** yo' b***h, her ass up
Why yo' b***h a groupie when I pull up?
Please, explain that
Why you turn so p***y when we pull up?
Please, don't bang back
Yeah, I just jugged a pint, b***h, I'm geeked out my mind
I'm with yuke and we countin' up this bread all the time
Your b***h gonna pull up, I'ma show her what's up
Smokin' on your homies pack, you niggas smokin' on dust
Smokin' dro, all you niggas smokin' crack
We got thotties in the back, nigga, get off yo' ass
New jaydes x yuke, yeah, we countin' up that cash (Swag)
Ayy, smoke that nigga like a ****in dutch
B***h, I'm greed, I'm so ****in greed, I don't give a ****
Me and jaydes style is sacred, it is untouched
Yeah, know I got my bag and my racks now
See yo' b***h, the cash down
**** yo' b***h, her ass up
Why yo' b***h a groupie when I pull up?
Please, explain that
Why you turn so p***y when we pull up?
Please, don't bang back
Yeah, I just jugged a pint, b***h, I'm geeked out my mind
I'm with yuke and we countin' up this bread all the time
Your b***h gonna pull up, I'ma show her what's up
Smokin' on your homies pack, you niggas smokin' on dust