[Verse 1: Afourteen]
Lil bitch just sit down
We took off fast (uh,)
Whatchu gone do about all that? (ay,)
Lil bitch you ain't even entered chat
All my homies ticked up yeah, we bitch we got this strap (uh,) (yuh,)
Car is fast
SRT I'm in that shit you know its gas (uh,)
And the backseat look like I got bang-galore (uh,)
Bitches on me, bitches on my dick-galore (yuh,)
Bitch I got my, money my bitch up two floors (yuh,)
My bitch jump off roof, you cannot see that whore (yuh,)
And my bitch so bad I'm rockin' double whores (huh,) (yuh,)
In the coupe that bitch got double doors (yeah,)
Bitch I'm high as fuck, I feel like Dumbledore (yuh,) (uh,)
Take my time when [?] (yuh,)
That bitch suck me up like she ain't got no plan (huh,)
I'ma dick that bitch, that body got no rack (huh, huh,) (yuh, yuh,)
You ain't got no cake
My bitch bad and she got a K (uh,)
Extra percy bitch call that a double date
[Verse 2: EDDISON]
(Eddison)
My nigga kick in thе door
I told his ass don't get caught up
Them boys keep saying they got monеy
But they know they not rich as us
Car keys? What's that?
My car got no keys
Wait that's a truck
I got sick of eatin' all them Xans
I had to put some in my cup
I told that bitch after she done suckin' all on my dick have some good luck
Yeah she so up, bitch we play golf
I feel so up like Donald Trump (edd)
Said we gon' push up like so what
That's just a workout for us
In my SRT bumpin' DS2
Say she like Prada, I said me too
We flirt so much, can't even see you
Can't have one bitch, I need at least two
Droppin' this heat, I'm drivin' a Porche
She ridin' a Dill, she ridin' a Coupe
I just count up 300 hunnids, I'm [?]
If that boy run up on me I know just what to do (shoot)
When I blow that Drac' make sure I hit his face
No face, ain't no case, they threw the Ks away
My nigga hit his thang out in broad day
Fuck her once then do that bitch away
I got niggas gettin' away too much money
I can't even say
I fuck this bitch on my IG
I see her liking my page
I make sure my bitch like bitches
I make sure my bitch is gay
I popped a Xan
I don't remember the stain I hit
I heard that shit insane
In the SRT
Swerve lane on lane on lane on lane on lane on lane
Sippin' on wok, wok, wok, wok, wok
We don't sip green we sip purple ay
Jump in that bitch
Jump in that bitch
Jumpin that bitch, bitch gimmie brain
I pop an X and then a perc
I'm on the verge of crashin' a plane
We get geeked too much
We is not the same
(I just mixed a Xan with percy drank I can't feel my face)
[Verse 3: Christ Dillinger]
[?]
[Verse 4: Bruhmanegod]
[?]
Lil bitch just sit down
We took off fast (uh,)
Whatchu gone do about all that? (ay,)
Lil bitch you ain't even entered chat
All my homies ticked up yeah, we bitch we got this strap (uh,) (yuh,)
Car is fast
SRT I'm in that shit you know its gas (uh,)
And the backseat look like I got bang-galore (uh,)
Bitches on me, bitches on my dick-galore (yuh,)
Bitch I got my, money my bitch up two floors (yuh,)
My bitch jump off roof, you cannot see that whore (yuh,)
And my bitch so bad I'm rockin' double whores (huh,) (yuh,)
In the coupe that bitch got double doors (yeah,)
Bitch I'm high as fuck, I feel like Dumbledore (yuh,) (uh,)
Take my time when [?] (yuh,)
That bitch suck me up like she ain't got no plan (huh,)
I'ma dick that bitch, that body got no rack (huh, huh,) (yuh, yuh,)
You ain't got no cake
My bitch bad and she got a K (uh,)
Extra percy bitch call that a double date
[Verse 2: EDDISON]
(Eddison)
My nigga kick in thе door
I told his ass don't get caught up
Them boys keep saying they got monеy
But they know they not rich as us
Car keys? What's that?
My car got no keys
Wait that's a truck
I got sick of eatin' all them Xans
I had to put some in my cup
I told that bitch after she done suckin' all on my dick have some good luck
Yeah she so up, bitch we play golf
I feel so up like Donald Trump (edd)
Said we gon' push up like so what
That's just a workout for us
In my SRT bumpin' DS2
Say she like Prada, I said me too
We flirt so much, can't even see you
Can't have one bitch, I need at least two
Droppin' this heat, I'm drivin' a Porche
She ridin' a Dill, she ridin' a Coupe
I just count up 300 hunnids, I'm [?]
If that boy run up on me I know just what to do (shoot)
When I blow that Drac' make sure I hit his face
No face, ain't no case, they threw the Ks away
My nigga hit his thang out in broad day
Fuck her once then do that bitch away
I got niggas gettin' away too much money
I can't even say
I fuck this bitch on my IG
I see her liking my page
I make sure my bitch like bitches
I make sure my bitch is gay
I popped a Xan
I don't remember the stain I hit
I heard that shit insane
In the SRT
Swerve lane on lane on lane on lane on lane on lane
Sippin' on wok, wok, wok, wok, wok
We don't sip green we sip purple ay
Jump in that bitch
Jump in that bitch
Jumpin that bitch, bitch gimmie brain
I pop an X and then a perc
I'm on the verge of crashin' a plane
We get geeked too much
We is not the same
(I just mixed a Xan with percy drank I can't feel my face)
[Verse 3: Christ Dillinger]
[?]
[Verse 4: Bruhmanegod]
[?]
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