She off the perks
She off the weed
She off the rocks
She off the perks
She off the weed
She off the rocks
She off the perks
She off the weed
She off the rocks
She bout' to twerk
She feeling me
Send me the drop
Could make it work
But you on green
Bitch you a thot
She off the earth
Shawdy a fiend
Straight out the box
My bro told 'em don't get into it, just put extended clips on all the glocks
I f*ck up the beat, put a dent in it, brodie be filling it with all the chops
I put my name in the sky i cemented it, if you diminish it, then you an opp
She fell in love with the way that I'm hitting it, swear I be bussin' that bitch like a shot
I'm stuck in my head, you could call me a slave
We spinning it back, put yo' ass in the grave
Double my money like two times a day
I can't leave the crib if I ain't getting paid
Bumping like Gunna, but I ain't a slime
1 to 30, 29 is a dime
My brothers get it, they ain't reading my mind
Connected by shit you can't see with your eyes
Foreign lil bitch trying to be my new vibe
Ugly bitches take a shot at your pride
Me and my niggas, we move like a tribe
Barbaric intelligence should be a crime
My bills
Exotic
I feel
Then pop it
My bank
Deposit
Yo' gang
Robotic
My bro told 'em boy don't get into it, just put extended clips on all the Glocks
I f*ck up the beat, put a dent in it, brodie be filling it with all the chops
I put my name in the sky I cemented it, if you diminish it, then you an opp
She fell in love with the way that I'm hitting it, swear I be bussing that bitch like a shot
They creeping
They watching
They plotting
They scheming
They running
They trying to take over the spot
They geeking
They bussin'
They trying to be up with a nigga, but niggas just act like the cops
Mama said, don't put no trust in a nigga when you on the way to the top
CB bitch, know we got it on lock
I need diamonds to blind all the opps
Twenty bitches, and all of 'em thots
I can't f*ck with these niggas, they hot
Got the plug in the crib, bout' to knock
Got a play, buss it out the garage
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She off the perks
She off the weed
She off the rocks
She off the perks
She off the weed
She off the rocks
She off the perks
She off the weed
She off the rocks
She bout' to twerk
She feeling me
Send me the drop
Could make it work
But you on green
Bitch you a thot
She off the earth
Shawdy a fiend
Straight out the box
My bro told 'em don't get into it, just put extended clips on all the glocks
I f*ck up the beat, put a dent in it, brodie be filling it with all the chops
I put my name in the sky i cemented it, if you diminish it, then you an opp
She fell in love with the way that I'm hitting it, swear I be bussin' that bitch like a shot
I'm stuck in my head, you could call me a slave
We spinning it back, put yo' ass in the grave
Double my money like two times a day
I can't leave the crib if I ain't getting paid
Bumping like Gunna, but I ain't a slime
1 to 30, 29 is a dime
My brothers get it, they ain't reading my mind
Connected by shit you can't see with your eyes
Foreign lil bitch trying to be my new vibe
Ugly bitches take a shot at your pride
Me and my niggas, we move like a tribe
Barbaric intelligence should be a crime
My bills
Exotic
I feel
Then pop it
My bank
Deposit
Yo' gang
Robotic
My bro told 'em boy don't get into it, just put extended clips on all the Glocks
I f*ck up the beat, put a dent in it, brodie be filling it with all the chops
I put my name in the sky I cemented it, if you diminish it, then you an opp
She fell in love with the way that I'm hitting it, swear I be bussing that bitch like a shot
They creeping
They watching
They plotting
They scheming
They running
They trying to take over the spot
They geeking
They bussin'
They trying to be up with a nigga, but niggas just act like the cops
Mama said, don't put no trust in a nigga when you on the way to the top
CB bitch, know we got it on lock
I need diamonds to blind all the opps
Twenty bitches, and all of 'em thots
I can't f*ck with these niggas, they hot
Got the plug in the crib, bout' to knock
Got a play, buss it out the garage
She off the weed
She off the rocks
She off the perks
She off the weed
She off the rocks
She off the perks
She off the weed
She off the rocks
She bout' to twerk
She feeling me
Send me the drop
Could make it work
But you on green
Bitch you a thot
She off the earth
Shawdy a fiend
Straight out the box
My bro told 'em don't get into it, just put extended clips on all the glocks
I f*ck up the beat, put a dent in it, brodie be filling it with all the chops
I put my name in the sky i cemented it, if you diminish it, then you an opp
She fell in love with the way that I'm hitting it, swear I be bussin' that bitch like a shot
I'm stuck in my head, you could call me a slave
We spinning it back, put yo' ass in the grave
Double my money like two times a day
I can't leave the crib if I ain't getting paid
Bumping like Gunna, but I ain't a slime
1 to 30, 29 is a dime
My brothers get it, they ain't reading my mind
Connected by shit you can't see with your eyes
Foreign lil bitch trying to be my new vibe
Ugly bitches take a shot at your pride
Me and my niggas, we move like a tribe
Barbaric intelligence should be a crime
My bills
Exotic
I feel
Then pop it
My bank
Deposit
Yo' gang
Robotic
My bro told 'em boy don't get into it, just put extended clips on all the Glocks
I f*ck up the beat, put a dent in it, brodie be filling it with all the chops
I put my name in the sky I cemented it, if you diminish it, then you an opp
She fell in love with the way that I'm hitting it, swear I be bussing that bitch like a shot
They creeping
They watching
They plotting
They scheming
They running
They trying to take over the spot
They geeking
They bussin'
They trying to be up with a nigga, but niggas just act like the cops
Mama said, don't put no trust in a nigga when you on the way to the top
CB bitch, know we got it on lock
I need diamonds to blind all the opps
Twenty bitches, and all of 'em thots
I can't f*ck with these niggas, they hot
Got the plug in the crib, bout' to knock
Got a play, buss it out the garage
Writer: Jarel Alli
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