Lyrics: Daniel Smith
Music: Daniel Smith
(graveyard, graveyard)
Playboy bunny (What?), she just wan' **** me (Ayy, yo)
I see your fiend callin' (Yeah), Miss Independent (What?)
That shit don't mean nothin' (Yeah), she rock all black (Yeah)
Twin, I'm seein' somethin' (What?), I'm like, "What's up, blood?" (Yeah)
Like, when you need somethin' (Yeah), finna **** her good (Yeah)
Might sing like Rihanna (Ayy, yo), she took my blood (Yeah)
I got her if she need somethin' (Yeah, yeah), a Southside killer (What?)
And once I seen her (Yo), I'm finna start fiendin' on her (Yo)
Southside Atlanta (Woah), sip Dirty Diana (Yeah)
Go ghost like phantom (What?), put Wock' in my Fanta (Yeah)
Yeah, brought like fifty, like hundred (What?)
Double life, might Hannah Montana (What?)
Shawty blocked, wanna take my mana (Yeah)
Finna hop on that pole for the camera (Brr, brr, brr)
Poppin' them Perc's, feel like Banner (Yeah)
Two same Glock, man, I feel like tana (Boop)
I got four hoes in Atlanta (Yeah), I got four hoes in Atlanta (Let's go)
Man, I don't need nobody (Nah), my dick, she took a bite (Yeah)
I got four hoes in Atlanta (Oh, yeah), I-I got four hoes in Atlanta
Yeah, fold on the 'net, foldโ fold on the 'net
Bend the four then I'm back
Tend to fallin' off that yack
Bitch, I'm jumpin' in the water all summer
Bitch, I'm jumpin' in the water all summer, huh
I'm the real prize, open up the llama
Real prizeโ real prize, open up the llama
Niggas don't realize I ain't with the drama
Know I got red lights, open up my stomach
She like the dick, the dick dig in her tummy
She like the dick, the dick dig in her tummy
I went live, I teeth forโ teeth for my tongue
I-if you lie to me, I really don't know you
I got my mob ties on my side, they rollin'
I-I got my mob ties on my side, they rollin'
Niggas think I'm like 5'5", but even if I was, I'll still aim a 9 at y'all
Dot to ya head, G, now they all bow
Dot to ya head, G, now they all bow
Prada my head, she right to my toe
Prada my head, she right to my toe
Prada my head, she right to my toe
Prada my head, she right to my toe
Playboy bunny (What?), she just wan' **** me (Ayy, yo)
I see your fiend callin' (Yeah), Miss Independent (What?)
That shit don't mean nothin' (Yeah), she rock all black (Yeah)
Twin, I'm seein' somethin' (What?), I'm like, "What's up, blood?" (Yeah)
Like, when you need somethin' (Yeah), finna **** her good (Yeah)
Might sing like Rihanna (Ayy, yo), she took my blood (Yeah)
I got her if she need somethin' (Yeah, yeah), a Southside killer (What?)
And once I seen her (Yo), I'm finna start fiendin' on her (Yo)
Southside Atlanta (Woah), sip Dirty Diana (Yeah)
Go ghost like phantom (What?), put Wock' in my Fanta (Yeah)
Yeah, brought like fifty, like hundred (What?)
Double life, might Hannah Montana (What?)
Shawty blocked, wanna take my mana (Yeah)
Finna hop on that pole for the camera (Brr, brr, brr)
(graveyard, graveyard)