Lyrics: OsamaSon/OhSxnta
Music: OsamaSon/OhSxnta
(Boy)
Phew, phew, phew, phew, boop-boop-boop-boop (Fvck you nigga)
Alright
What you seeing through the gun smoke? Yeah
Yeah, that's Lil O, that ain't match yo' tone, yeah
Brand-new sawed-off, I meant I ball
Her legs soft, yeah, that Perc' get knocked off
Extendo knock y'all, new Draco, it get mogged
Fvck you, bitch, suck my balls, money stand tall
You just a fan, nah, I see through y'all (I see through ya)
The money dance, I do my money dance
The money dance, I do my money dance
Yeah, once again, jump out, jump out with wins (Jump out)
Uh, yeah, that's my twin, these two Glocks best of friends (Slatt, friends)
Let's go, all these hoes goin' wild
Cinco poles, I pull up with my vato
I got the bat, I got shells, fill up yo' taco
Bad bitch from Chicago, Glock, just slide, young niggas
Flew her out to Morocco, hundred racks, Chanel, Wells Fargo
Maserati the whip, Lil O swervin' the pot holes
I do not need a bitch, I just need me gelato
Bring them guns out, huh, twin just jumped out
Them hoes laughed at me, huh, I got funds now, huh
Bad bougie bitch from France, she gon' bust down, yeah
And yo' bitch see these bands, she gon' bust down, huh
Heard he talkin' on the gang, he get gunned down, yeah
I just popped a Perc', how I calm down, yeah
Just a bitch at my concert, tell her, "Come down," yeah
Bitch, I keep this Drac' in a night gown, yeah
She gon' beat her face when she touch down, hey
I just want your face, you don't gotta talk to me
I don't give a fvck 'bout that astrology
I just wanna know, is you gon' ride with me? (Ride with me, ride with me)
(Boy)
(Fvck you nigga)