Lyrics: Christian Williams
Music: Christian Williams
If you took out a gun, n***a, walk away from it
And the Glock finna take out his guts, I ain't tuckin' his tummy
B***h, you not my twizzy, who told you we buddies?
I just caught that boy lackin' and now my jit bloody
Gave her d**k one time now she tell me she love me
(Dylvinci got the code)
He want the static, he not 'bout that action
I pull out the choppa, catch him at the red light
B***h think he cappin', I hit then I pass it
I ****ed on his mama and now it's his bedtime
I be your stepdad, you cannot flex that
D**k hard on the bed, yo' mommy rep that
Rappin' on n****s heads, that's what I'm best at
Slide with the pole like I'm finna elect somebody
Your shawty on mе, n***a, don't test my buddy
Heard that n***a lookin' for me, told thе b***h, "Come find me"
And she suck me up, oh golly, probably
Hop out the cut, no mileage, shawty
Gave me the brain, no zombie
.223's gon' pierce his body
That Glock on me, push up, don't try me
One Perc' shot, itch like poison ivy
Yvngxchris answer when it come to features
I don't want anything under eighteen
And I met a slut, b***h, I think her name Wakesha
She tryna find anything under my jeans
And I heard she got bop-bop
I just might let it rain on an opp block, b***h, I'm a G
Five on the shot clock, widow from D
And I see why them not-hots tryna be me
Everybody wants to be like me
And they sing, smokin' on that green
Sippin' on a drink, woah-oh
Still lookin' for my John Doe
Do you got the time though?
I'm super fly, I know ho
B***h, I need my bread pronto
I wanna be with you, I'm on my grind though
Baby, I'm a star, I'm meant to shine (Shine), ho
Oh yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
She not tryna ****, I'm kickin' that b***h out
Glock in my hand, don't make me pull that b***h out
And your lil' b***h told me, "Pull that d**k out"
He try to test me, got that n***a glicked out
I laugh to the bank, n***a, hahaha
If a n***a test me, it go, "Gra-da-da-da"
In the ****in' 'Rari and I'm droppin' the top
And I'm countin' money while she suckin' my c**k
I got hella b*****s so I'm ****in' a lot
I do not give a damn, I say, "**** it" a lot
And lil' b***h, you a virgin
You just be cappin' and shit, n***a, you don't be ****in' no thots
Why these n****s on d**k? Uh-huh
When I pull that b***h out, she gon' give me that c**t, uh-huh
And I'm givin' them flint, uh-huh (Okay)
And I caught that boy lackin'
I slide with the Glock and I empty the clip, uh-huh
And I'm sorry lil' b***h
I cannot keep you in if you not givin' lip, uh-huh
And I'm shoppin' at Saks, but that's not the problem, b***h
I got a whole lotta cash
I'ma **** on that b***h from the mother****in' back
Cause that b***h got a whole lot of ass
I'ma hop in the goddamn SRT, got a whole lotta dash
N***a, you is a lil' b***h, I ate a n***a life with this stick
That Glock get a bite of your lip
N***a, ain't nobody comparin' to Chris
Lean in my piss, I swear that these **** n****s makin' me sick
Like sick to my stomach, b***h, I need to shit
And they say, "Who is Chris?" B***h, I be the shit
I'm way too cold, don't preheat me b***h
You're a goddamn thot, might delete b***h
I just might leave the b***h
Chris so goddamn tight, n***a, you gotta see this shit
Breathin' it pushin' the mother****in' Lamborghini, my keys in it
I got a Glock and another ****in' choppa
Yeah, that shit really be beamin' b***h
Made that boy fold like autumn (Oh, like TwinUzis?)
No, n***a, the season, b***h
I pulled the d**k in
I pulled the d**k out
I just might have to tease the b***h
Yeah, oh yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh yeah
Hit from the back, n***a, I said, "Oh yeah"
Catch the p***y, one hand, Odell
Lick on the p***y, I pray that it don't smell
B***h, I'm the shit but I think we can both tell
My bae a model, shaped like a bottle
Y.O.L.O. my model
I **** a slut today while I'm waitin' for tomorrow
Let's kick at my condo
I shoot it and I score like Rondo (Splash), Rondo (Splash)
I'm super fly, I know ho
B***h, I need my bread pronto
I wanna be with you, I'm on my grind though
Baby, I'm a star, I'm meant to shine (Shine), ho
Can I **** you my— huh, high, ho
High, ho