Lyrics: DeAndre Jason Mckee
Music: DeAndre Jason Mckee
Prod.Jordan Payne
[Intro]
I hit yo' ho, let's go (Let's go, let's go; Hit her, hit her)
I hit yo' ho, let's go
I hit yo' ho, let's go (Let's go, let's go; Hit her, hit her)
I hit yo' ho, let's go (Woo)
I hit yo' ho, let's go (Woo)
I hit that ho, let's go (Flah)
I hit that ho, let's go (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' on; Flah, flah)
[Chorus]
Shawty got bald pussy, just like a Muslim (Hol' up)
Shawty got bald pussy (Woah), they see my car pull in
Run to the front, they see my car pull in (Skrrt)
I got the mob wit' me, we goin' dumb (Militia)
I got the mob, I done went all blonde, bitch
I done went punk (All blonde), I'm goin' punk (All blonde; What?)
I went all blonde, bitch
I done went punk, and I'm finna pop (Alright, alright; Flah, flah)
I went all blonde, bitch
I done went punk, and I'm finna pop (Alright, alright; Flah, flah, flah)
I went all blonde, bitch
I done went punk, and I'm gonna pop (Alright, alright; Flah, flah, flah)
I wะตnt all blonde, bitch
I went punk, I went punk, I wะตnt punk (Go punk, go punk, go punk; Woah)
[Post-Chorus]
Woah (Flah, flah, flah, flah, flah) What? (Woo)
[Verse]
I just hit three bitches, I need a UAV (I'm killin' the pussy; Brrt, fwah)
I just hit three bitches, I'm on a killstreak (Blatt, woah; What?)
I don't care 'bout all that talkin', y'all need to feel me (Feel this shit, woah)
I'm the one makin' them mad (Bow-bow-bow-bow-bow), I put them back on the map (Put 'em back on the map)
The label don't know what it is, but they gon' see what it's 'bout (They gonna see what it's 'bout; Bow-bow-bow)
I don't give a **** what niggas droppin', tell niggas clear that shit out (**** yo' drop; Bow)
I don't give a **** what niggas droppin', I clear the industry out
Shoutout Apollo, lil' Red (Say Red; What?), shoutout lil' Nine, that's my blood (Say what?)
Just talked to Gotit today (Body), he let me know what it was (Woo; Flah)
Niggas talkin' 'bout, "Run a fade"
I don't give a ****, I ain't even tryna box (**** that shit; Flah, flah, flah)
I'm a pretty nigga wit' some swag
I don't gotta do all that to act tough (Pretty boy; Flah)
I don't play internet games
I don't play internet games, it's lame (**** these boys)
I don't play internet games, it's lame (**** them up)
I don't play internet games wit' these lames
Hell no, I don't gotta hit wit' you niggas
I'm too handsome to feel pain (Flah, flah)
I'm too handsome to feel pain (I'm too pretty; Flah, flah)
I'm too handsome to feel pain (I'm too ****in' pretty; Flah, flah, flah)
[Chorus]
Shawty got bald pussy, just like a Muslim (Bald)
Shawty got bald pussy (Woah), they see my car pull in
Run to the front (Woo), they see my car pull in (They see my car-car, woo)
I got the mob wit' me, we goin' dumb (Militia the mafia)
I got the mob, I done went all blonde, bitch
I done went punk, I'm goin' punk (All blonde, all blonde; Flah, flah)
I went all blonde, bitch
I done went punk, and I'm finna pop (All blonde, all blonde; Flah, flah)
I went all blonde, bitch
I done went punk, and I'm finna pop (All blonde, all blonde)
I went all blonde, bitch
I done went punk, and I'm gonna pop (Go ****in' blonde)
I went all blonde, bitch
I went punk (I went punk), I went punk (I went punk), I went punk (I went punk)
[Outro]
Woah (Flah, flah, flah, flah, flah)
Woah (Flah, flah, flah, flah, flah)
Woah (Flah, flah, flah, flah, flah)
Woah