Lyrics: Azize Fard
Music: Azize Fard
(Instrumental Intro)
She tryna ride in the back of the whip, geeked all day
Roll up the window, she askin’ me questions, feel like the CIA
Dope in my lungs, I got her switchin’ my blunts all day
Britney, Britney, my girl went blonde, okay
Pull up in the big BB, I’m swervin’, get out the way
They swear they demons, hop out with the Drac’, raisin’ hell today
My pockets sticky, she hop out, wanna have fun, okay
She ride with Rebel, I’m with Sk8
I’m on Rodeo all day
Droppin’ bag after bag
Fast cash, I stack it up
Drags, sag, Gen5, mag
#SLAYLIFE, my hashtag
Fxxk nxxxa pay,then his ass get faced
I had four pockets full like Baby
Got a bit more, I stacked this safe
Pop it on a whore, I know it too shxt
I was just poor, a nxxxa had take
And you know I ain't never been based
Get higher than I ever been
Act a fool in the kitchen,i can bake
I never mess with fakes
Make her lay down, might mess up her lace
Tryna get it, here come the cops
I’m on this all day, I’m on this all day
I’m on this all day, I’m on this all day
Her… pxxxy pink like steak
He got hit with the cake
He got with the Drac’
He hit the dash, skrrt off from the cops
Whole lotta baddies servin’ that base
Whole lotta baddies servin’ that base
Big Glock on my waist
I don’t even pump fake
I made her my weapon
I’m in that thing…
She tryna ride in the back of the whip, geeked all day
Roll up the window, she askin’ me questions, feel like the CIA
Dope in my lungs, I got her switchin’ my blunts all day
Britney, Britney, my girl went blonde, okay
Pull up in the big BB, I’m swervin’, get out the way
They swear they demons, hop out with the Drac’, raisin’ hell today