Pulled up, drop top, Backwood, hot box
Pickin' up my thot thot, tryna hit a hot spot
Extra clips, hot Glocks, **** 12, cops watc
B***h, we got the block hot, they think we gon' stop, no
I don't talk on cellphones, bro called through a jail phone
B***h, blow up my phone, she ask when I'm comin' hom
I can't leave her 'lone, she just like my backbone
I used to be on bond, trappin' 'til the pack gone
Designer gear come mismatched
Stop callin' for your b***h bac
Glock right by my six-pack
I'm poppin' Percs like Tic-Tacs
Can't lie, I got my shit snatched
But I came for my shit back
Pull up like, "Let me get that"
Got somethin' for they b***h as
B***h I brung them knots ou
Don't make us bring them Glocks out (them Glocks out)
Tryna catch the opps out
**** school, I dropped out (I dropped out
Bad b***h, she jocked ou
Good p***y got her knocked ou
She hate when I pull out
She like it in her mouth
I love the microphone
She tell me she like my songs (she like my songs)
Let her suck all on my d**k
Yeah, while I write this song (I write this song)
You better not stop until I say
I know it might be long (it might be long)
I put it all across her face
Then **** her all night lon
Pulled up, drop top, Backwood, hot box
Pickin' up my thot thot, tryna hit a hot spot
Extra clips, hot Glocks, **** 12, cops watc
B***h, we got the block hot, they think we gon' stop, no
I don't talk on cellphones, bro called through a jail phone
B***h, blow up my phone, she ask when I'm comin' hom
I can't leave her 'lone, she just like my backbone
I used to be on bond, trappin' 'til the pack gone
Bro called through a jail phone
She ask when I'm comin' home
Trappin' 'til the pack gone
Trappin' 'til the pack gone