[Intro]
Yeah
ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia, that's on every song
Yeah, yeah
She gon' suck me out my, ha-ha, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
She gon' suck me out the 'Miris when I flash the Benjis at her
Ha-ha, yeah
She gon' suck me out my 'Miris when I flash the Benjis at her
Ha-ha, yeah, bitch
[Verse]
She gon' suck me out the 'Miris when I flash the Benjis at her
We ain't building houses on that block if we spin with hammers
Backing up in 2021s, every whip got cameras
Rich, flashy, rude motherfuckers, boy, yo bitch with scammеrs
MSR embosser in my whip, I play with doohickeys
Bitch ain't got no makеup in her purse, it's stuffed with blue Benjis
[?] fucked it up so unky bought a new kitty
Rocking Forces, swinging green beams, that's the Luke in me
Never copped a plea, bitch, I went and copped a Gucci tee
If I show yo bitch my bank account, I bet she coochie me
Upping blues, I'm at the strip club acting foolishly
Bitch be talking 'bout some "us" but it ain't no "you" in "me"
It's a pistol in these skinny jeans, see the blicky poking
Gang smoking tiramisu, every single hit be potent
I been big balling, Apple need to drop a swish emoji
Think he running off with any cheese then I'm swissing homie
The opps could never do a song, making all they bitches blow me, yeah
If you ain't get that shit from Hutch or Gary, boy, yo kit bologna, like, bitch
Dior's Christian as fuck, boy, these bitches holy, ha-ha, yeah
Every time I shoot my shot, the hoes be swishes only, ha, bitch, yeah
Like, fuck niggas, fuck hoes, fuck 12, fuck on
[?] did the U and turn my thrust on
I been lied to and back stabbed, now my trust gone
Back in high school he was a bitch, now he tough tone?
Back in high school I was the shit, now I'm up more
Wearing ice, Durky ain't around but I'll up score
You ain't coming home, .223s through yo front door
Critics had the most to say but now they on hush mode
One thing for certain, I just wanna see my babies ball
Bro like Paul Bunyan off the Runtz, he be facing logs
Hoes dick sucking up at Lennox, that's my favorite mall
Yo bitch see I'm putting that shit on, she gon' take it off
Anything that gotta do with giffies is my favorite sauce
Taking orders in a drive-through? Boy, you ain't no boss
Dub on me now, feeling like I can't take no loss
Probably ain't gon' wear that little shit if it ain't no Off
Yeah, XDs, Glocks, and Kel-Tecs, bro the Blicky Man, yeah
Bro shoot the .30 like he Steph and do the shimmy dance, huh, yeah
Feel like Saint Nicholas OT, I'm the Giffy Man, ha-ha, bitch, bitch
Fuck a J-O-B, I can get if off of fifty scams
Whole hundred in the [?] let the titties blam
[Outro]
Bitch, Dog Shit Militia, nigga
Yeah
Yeah
ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia, that's on every song
Yeah, yeah
She gon' suck me out my, ha-ha, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
She gon' suck me out the 'Miris when I flash the Benjis at her
Ha-ha, yeah
She gon' suck me out my 'Miris when I flash the Benjis at her
Ha-ha, yeah, bitch
[Verse]
She gon' suck me out the 'Miris when I flash the Benjis at her
We ain't building houses on that block if we spin with hammers
Backing up in 2021s, every whip got cameras
Rich, flashy, rude motherfuckers, boy, yo bitch with scammеrs
MSR embosser in my whip, I play with doohickeys
Bitch ain't got no makеup in her purse, it's stuffed with blue Benjis
[?] fucked it up so unky bought a new kitty
Rocking Forces, swinging green beams, that's the Luke in me
Never copped a plea, bitch, I went and copped a Gucci tee
If I show yo bitch my bank account, I bet she coochie me
Upping blues, I'm at the strip club acting foolishly
Bitch be talking 'bout some "us" but it ain't no "you" in "me"
It's a pistol in these skinny jeans, see the blicky poking
Gang smoking tiramisu, every single hit be potent
I been big balling, Apple need to drop a swish emoji
Think he running off with any cheese then I'm swissing homie
The opps could never do a song, making all they bitches blow me, yeah
If you ain't get that shit from Hutch or Gary, boy, yo kit bologna, like, bitch
Dior's Christian as fuck, boy, these bitches holy, ha-ha, yeah
Every time I shoot my shot, the hoes be swishes only, ha, bitch, yeah
Like, fuck niggas, fuck hoes, fuck 12, fuck on
[?] did the U and turn my thrust on
I been lied to and back stabbed, now my trust gone
Back in high school he was a bitch, now he tough tone?
Back in high school I was the shit, now I'm up more
Wearing ice, Durky ain't around but I'll up score
You ain't coming home, .223s through yo front door
Critics had the most to say but now they on hush mode
One thing for certain, I just wanna see my babies ball
Bro like Paul Bunyan off the Runtz, he be facing logs
Hoes dick sucking up at Lennox, that's my favorite mall
Yo bitch see I'm putting that shit on, she gon' take it off
Anything that gotta do with giffies is my favorite sauce
Taking orders in a drive-through? Boy, you ain't no boss
Dub on me now, feeling like I can't take no loss
Probably ain't gon' wear that little shit if it ain't no Off
Yeah, XDs, Glocks, and Kel-Tecs, bro the Blicky Man, yeah
Bro shoot the .30 like he Steph and do the shimmy dance, huh, yeah
Feel like Saint Nicholas OT, I'm the Giffy Man, ha-ha, bitch, bitch
Fuck a J-O-B, I can get if off of fifty scams
Whole hundred in the [?] let the titties blam
[Outro]
Bitch, Dog Shit Militia, nigga
Yeah
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