Lyrics: Evan Payan/Nathan Fuller/Nate Goyard
Music: Evan Payan/Nathan Fuller
Big bang
F*ck these hoes saying
No guap aye b!tch get out my way
No face no case tay k
Hit a lick like a race big chase
F*ck these b!tches
All they do is play
Ten shots and I send them to your face
p*ssy boy acting tough but he aint
You a mans to that b!tch she on my line
I don't care for a hoe they waste my time
Selling shows b!tch it's my time to shine
What you say (Oh f*ck)
Got a nine
Can't relate cause the guap is on my mind
Pull up in a wraith with a pistol on my waist
I'm just sipping lemonade that's the only thing I face
Trynna mess with me when you see the bands I make
Imma send a hunned shots yea I send them to your face
Like woah
I'm just messing with your hoe
I'm a living star yea I know you see the glow
Can't go toe to toe cause I'm not no average joe
Messing with your hoe yea I'm boutta catch a cold
Like excuse me what you say to me
Imma pull up to your spot and I hit you with a beam
I don't mess with opps yea I don't mess with thots
If you trynna mess with me I'm gonna tell that hoe you thought
Stuntin with the fit got the glock 10 on my hip
Imma pull up then I drift got a rari and I'm lit
Play atari then I dip shawty movin with her hips
I ain't one to play these games so I'm finna hit a lick
Big bang
F*ck these hoes stayin
No guap aye b!tch get out my way
No face no case tay k
Hit a lick like a race big chase