Man, they crazy how they thinkin' that I'm talkin' all this cap
Man, it function in this shit yuh man, uh
This shit real fact, how we pull up to the party
And it just start to crash, heard that bitch she off the molly
Man, we shaking up them racks, and we swervin' the coupe off the lotty
Remember that bad kid, in school got tardy
Tell me I get my money, gotta pay me tomorrow
Bills up to racks, yea that monster be big, I be killing they ass like diablo
That bitch gon pull up my kids, she at my kids, that bitch boutta swallow
Man its crazy how they lying bout they racks they pockets be hollow
Man, they crazy how these racks be shaking, yeah they just like jello
I just put it to the party, and they bitchin', want to say hello
Huh, lil bitch say hello
I got a whole lotta rounds, they bitches got pesos
I got a whole lotta charge, be whipping that tessy
Ion even look at the wheel, I ain't gonna fail no test
Look how they lock up the rest
I got a opps they around, they keep in they head, they keeping a strap
I got some shooters, they pull up, shoot your ass, gon' shoot you in the back
We pull up in Balenciaga, pulled all shit, yea pulled up all black
They say JJ, Lil' Bean, and we pulled up in that mask
Them Ricky Jean, chrome heart feins, and they pulled up just to test
Rocks mixed with lean, pure codiene, that shit they had to test
Cause I can't lie, I'm a fein, and that shit fills out the rest
Pull up black, can't be seen, shit been hurting in my chest
I whip that tessy, whip that G, Yeah, that trackhawk go
Tell me I get my money, gotta pay me tomorrow
Bills up to racks, yea that monster be big, I be killing they ass like diablo
That bitch gon pull up my kids, she at my kids, that bitch boutta swallow
Man its crazy how they lying bout they racks they pockets be hollow
Man, they crazy how these racks be shaking, yeah they just like jello
I just put it to the party, and the bitches, want to say hello
Huh, lil bitch say hello
I got a whole lotta rounds, they bitches got pesos
I got a whole lotta charge, be whipping that tessy
Ion even look at the wheel, I ain't gonna fail no test
Look how they lockin' em up, got bags in the back of the trunk
That bitch gone suck up the nut , that bitch gone f*ckin it up
I came round f*cking it down, lil bitch is gone suck up the nut
I nut on her face like the clown, Im a cowboy stay on my hip
Get f*cked up scared of the blick, I ride round rock my shit
I ride round rock my shit
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Man, they crazy how they thinkin' that I'm talkin' all this cap
Man, it function in this shit yuh man, uh
This shit real fact, how we pull up to the party
And it just start to crash, heard that bitch she off the molly
Man, we shaking up them racks, and we swervin' the coupe off the lotty
Remember that bad kid, in school got tardy
Tell me I get my money, gotta pay me tomorrow
Bills up to racks, yea that monster be big, I be killing they ass like diablo
That bitch gon pull up my kids, she at my kids, that bitch boutta swallow
Man its crazy how they lying bout they racks they pockets be hollow
Man, they crazy how these racks be shaking, yeah they just like jello
I just put it to the party, and they bitchin', want to say hello
Huh, lil bitch say hello
I got a whole lotta rounds, they bitches got pesos
I got a whole lotta charge, be whipping that tessy
Ion even look at the wheel, I ain't gonna fail no test
Look how they lock up the rest
I got a opps they around, they keep in they head, they keeping a strap
I got some shooters, they pull up, shoot your ass, gon' shoot you in the back
We pull up in Balenciaga, pulled all shit, yea pulled up all black
They say JJ, Lil' Bean, and we pulled up in that mask
Them Ricky Jean, chrome heart feins, and they pulled up just to test
Rocks mixed with lean, pure codiene, that shit they had to test
Cause I can't lie, I'm a fein, and that shit fills out the rest
Pull up black, can't be seen, shit been hurting in my chest
I whip that tessy, whip that G, Yeah, that trackhawk go
Tell me I get my money, gotta pay me tomorrow
Bills up to racks, yea that monster be big, I be killing they ass like diablo
That bitch gon pull up my kids, she at my kids, that bitch boutta swallow
Man its crazy how they lying bout they racks they pockets be hollow
Man, they crazy how these racks be shaking, yeah they just like jello
I just put it to the party, and the bitches, want to say hello
Huh, lil bitch say hello
I got a whole lotta rounds, they bitches got pesos
I got a whole lotta charge, be whipping that tessy
Ion even look at the wheel, I ain't gonna fail no test
Look how they lockin' em up, got bags in the back of the trunk
That bitch gone suck up the nut , that bitch gone f*ckin it up
I came round f*cking it down, lil bitch is gone suck up the nut
I nut on her face like the clown, Im a cowboy stay on my hip
Get f*cked up scared of the blick, I ride round rock my shit
I ride round rock my shit
Man, it function in this shit yuh man, uh
This shit real fact, how we pull up to the party
And it just start to crash, heard that bitch she off the molly
Man, we shaking up them racks, and we swervin' the coupe off the lotty
Remember that bad kid, in school got tardy
Tell me I get my money, gotta pay me tomorrow
Bills up to racks, yea that monster be big, I be killing they ass like diablo
That bitch gon pull up my kids, she at my kids, that bitch boutta swallow
Man its crazy how they lying bout they racks they pockets be hollow
Man, they crazy how these racks be shaking, yeah they just like jello
I just put it to the party, and they bitchin', want to say hello
Huh, lil bitch say hello
I got a whole lotta rounds, they bitches got pesos
I got a whole lotta charge, be whipping that tessy
Ion even look at the wheel, I ain't gonna fail no test
Look how they lock up the rest
I got a opps they around, they keep in they head, they keeping a strap
I got some shooters, they pull up, shoot your ass, gon' shoot you in the back
We pull up in Balenciaga, pulled all shit, yea pulled up all black
They say JJ, Lil' Bean, and we pulled up in that mask
Them Ricky Jean, chrome heart feins, and they pulled up just to test
Rocks mixed with lean, pure codiene, that shit they had to test
Cause I can't lie, I'm a fein, and that shit fills out the rest
Pull up black, can't be seen, shit been hurting in my chest
I whip that tessy, whip that G, Yeah, that trackhawk go
Tell me I get my money, gotta pay me tomorrow
Bills up to racks, yea that monster be big, I be killing they ass like diablo
That bitch gon pull up my kids, she at my kids, that bitch boutta swallow
Man its crazy how they lying bout they racks they pockets be hollow
Man, they crazy how these racks be shaking, yeah they just like jello
I just put it to the party, and the bitches, want to say hello
Huh, lil bitch say hello
I got a whole lotta rounds, they bitches got pesos
I got a whole lotta charge, be whipping that tessy
Ion even look at the wheel, I ain't gonna fail no test
Look how they lockin' em up, got bags in the back of the trunk
That bitch gone suck up the nut , that bitch gone f*ckin it up
I came round f*cking it down, lil bitch is gone suck up the nut
I nut on her face like the clown, Im a cowboy stay on my hip
Get f*cked up scared of the blick, I ride round rock my shit
I ride round rock my shit
Writer: Justin Johnson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid