Ay yo shawty a freak to me
(Yeah, uh huh) Ay yo shawty a freak to me
(Okay, okay uh huh) Ay yo shawty a freak to me
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Ay yo shawty a freak to me
You don't know me don't speak to me
And yo gang be on sneak for free yeah
Why the f*ck is you reaching me
On my own aint no teaching me
Shawty stuck like a leach on me
And I keep that on me
And I keep that on
Better not rat on me
Better not rat on
Go through the backdoor
We never get pat on
Turn on that 808
Turn the hi-hat on
And I keep that on me
And I keep that on
Better not rat on me
Better not rat on
Go through the backdoor we
Never get pat on
Turn on that 808
Turn the hi-hat on
Don't want your mans baby
I'll go to war for mine
Its been on my mind lately
These n***as got change with time
You say you a shooter nah
I say that yo ass is lying
Im bktherula nah
Santana from time to time
And on gang I aint gonna look back
Hit a stain on yo mans for that rack
Quarantine when I pull out the pack
Yeah Im smoking on that shit
High as f*ck bitch I feel like a bat
Was a time where pockets wasn't fat
Bitch you hopping yo ass is a nat
Ian cuffing on that shit
I aint stunting on that shit
Got yo hoe in the back bitch
And she rubbing my back bitch
Yeah I'm hard but a bad bitch
Fill the wood with that cabbage
Heard yo man was a savage
Jugg his ass for that sack bitch
Uh huh okay
Yeah yea
Ay yo shawty a freak to me
You don't know me don't speak to me
And yo gang be on sneak for free yeah
Why the f*ck is you reaching me
On my own aint no teaching me
Shawty stuck like a leach on me
And I keep that on me
And I keep that on
Better not rat on me
Better not rat on
Go through the backdoor we
Never get pat on
Turn on that 808
Turn the hi-hat on
And I keep that on me
And I keep that on
Better not rat on me
Better not rat on
Go through the backdoor we
Never get pat on
Turn on that 808
Turn the hi-hat on