Ayy, I feel unstoppable
A hundred seven-sixty twos, you know how choppers go
She ain't tryna pay me for this macking make her mama go
She ain't tryna pay me, period, well then she gotta go
Ayy, I see suckas gotta pop the doe
She lied to me, baby, talkin' bout she not a hoe
And I was gettin' up on niggas before I bought the pole
The realest one you ever met, I promise not to fold
Yeah, never fold, nah, I never bend
I know they wishin' death upon me, talkin' many men
If we get the lo, we get to slidin' in that Sprinter van
We hit this block a couple lefts and we gon' spin again
You ain't even got a band, bitch, shut the f*ck up
I just give it to her good, she gettin' cut the f*ck up
Now she acting hella bougie like she stuck the f*ck up
To be honest, bae, I got a lot of hoes, but so what
In my section gettin' loaded, tryna smoke the club up
In the booth talkin' crazy, ya'll just woke the thug up
Wanna take somethin' from me, I might get his dub up
Wanna take somethin' from me, I might get his dub up
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Ayy, I feel unstoppable
A hundred seven-sixty twos, you know how choppers go
She ain't tryna pay me for this macking make her mama go
She ain't tryna pay me, period, well then she gotta go
Ayy, I see suckas gotta pop the doe
She lied to me, baby, talkin' bout she not a hoe
And I was gettin' up on niggas before I bought the pole
The realest one you ever met, I promise not to fold
Yeah, never fold, nah, I never bend
I know they wishin' death upon me, talkin' many men
If we get the lo, we get to slidin' in that Sprinter van
We hit this block a couple lefts and we gon' spin again
You ain't even got a band, bitch, shut the f*ck up
I just give it to her good, she gettin' cut the f*ck up
Now she acting hella bougie like she stuck the f*ck up
To be honest, bae, I got a lot of hoes, but so what
In my section gettin' loaded, tryna smoke the club up
In the booth talkin' crazy, ya'll just woke the thug up
Wanna take somethin' from me, I might get his dub up
Wanna take somethin' from me, I might get his dub up
A hundred seven-sixty twos, you know how choppers go
She ain't tryna pay me for this macking make her mama go
She ain't tryna pay me, period, well then she gotta go
Ayy, I see suckas gotta pop the doe
She lied to me, baby, talkin' bout she not a hoe
And I was gettin' up on niggas before I bought the pole
The realest one you ever met, I promise not to fold
Yeah, never fold, nah, I never bend
I know they wishin' death upon me, talkin' many men
If we get the lo, we get to slidin' in that Sprinter van
We hit this block a couple lefts and we gon' spin again
You ain't even got a band, bitch, shut the f*ck up
I just give it to her good, she gettin' cut the f*ck up
Now she acting hella bougie like she stuck the f*ck up
To be honest, bae, I got a lot of hoes, but so what
In my section gettin' loaded, tryna smoke the club up
In the booth talkin' crazy, ya'll just woke the thug up
Wanna take somethin' from me, I might get his dub up
Wanna take somethin' from me, I might get his dub up
Writer: Paul Thames
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