[Lyric] DOUG FLOW (Tr6vis)

[Intro: BabySantana]
(Grrah)
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah (Boom, boom, boom)
Hol' on (Grreh)
(Boom, boom, boom, sauce)
(Hol' on)
(Aah)
(I really rap when I care)
(Ha)

[Verse 1: BabySantana]
(Grah, grah, boom) We spin on your block and we shootin' it up, like
We really don't give a f—, like (Boom, boom, boom)
We spin his block in a truck, like (Grrah)
Like (Boom), hol' on (Blatt)
The lean got me slurrin' my words
She ain't with me, she belong to the birds
I took a pill, I been fightin' this urge (Oof)
No intro, I'm Santana, not Splurge
Stop texting my phone, it's on do not disturb (Bah, bah)
I'm with my brother, Phineas and Ferb (Boom, boom, bah)
CC plug and he keep saying "Word" (Grrah)
That's your mans, we gon' run in his spot (Grrah)
I kick her out after I get the top (Boom, boom, boom)
I-I call up Tay, we run down on the opp (Yeah)
Gotta sprеad, I came to school with a Glock (Boom, boom, boom)
[Verse 2: tr6vis & BabySantana]
Thot with me, yeah, shе keep givin' me top
Dwayne Johnson, how I keep me a rock
St-stick dancin', like it's doin' the mop
Bacon egg and cheese came straight from the ock
Killing your mans, I'ma stretch out my opps
Killing your mans, I'ma stretch out my enemies
Can't hang with us, we don't mess with your energy
I-I feel like Dami, I had an epiphany
Heart cold, I ain't showin' no sympathy
Chop cold, dark boy, they be feelin' me
Slide through your house, yeah, I come through your chimney
Straight to your head, like John F. Kennedy
Quagmire bitch, giggity giggity
Clip hold fifty, it's shootin' infinity
Don't slide in no Tesla, we slide in Infiniti's
Talkin' drunk & nasty, poured a bottle of Hennessy (Ha)

[Outro: tr6vis & BabySantana]
Grr, grah, grrah, bow, bow, bow
Yo, this ni— is horrible at rapping bro, I just wanna say that bro, I don't- come on bro (Nah I'm just playing, I'm just playing, I'm just playing)
Buh, boom
Boom, dah, dah
Okay okay, you got it