It's getting down, it's getting down
I'm not crying to the grave
We're gonna make it okay
I don't know where you kept more
If you do it how you do it
To keep it on
I'm gone for sick
If I did you would be here bitch
Yeah, snakes in the grass but I came from mud
So don't hide in a bitch I think I'm in
Love and these drugs
So I'll be there in a little
And the whip tights cut like I'm riding a skiddle
Throwing signs out the window like I'm
tryna do a riddle
Throwing saps out like you know that's simple
Mm,
did you get that, man?
My Glock,
curved waist spit My sip is purple, I'm pissed
My drink is heavy as thick My clip is bigger than a bed
It bust your head in your wig I roll up,
treat like a log
You on the knees like she talking to God
Top of the same like it came with the sun
Is you singing along?
Mm,
bitch I'm no great,
it's okay Put a drink in my lemonade
I'm hot, don't you know?
Said we did this * before
They believe this * is easy I can't call it
I've been balling,
I've been on it since this morning
Bitch, I'm on it, don't you know it?
I'ma go until I own it
Put your all up, we'll make the bag drop *,
said we made it off that black top
I don't have it all 28 shots,
I can score when I have the ball
My partner got wedding,
make you sing a song The heat is gonna spit,
make you sing along
I need gas,
I got me walk Spin this hoe in the next stop
My walk bustin',
hang tough Put that switch up on my Glock
That * is spitting the spot I'm getting top of the spot
I need,
I need, I need, I need, I need
I think you know this, I'm ghost like it's
hocus Damn, she drop it, down and she stroke it
I break it,
down like I'm rolling She getting low,
keep going
I see,
white like it's snowing Trap in the house,
it open
My bitch dirty,
I'm smoking And if them shots ring,
hoe Don't miss,
you came close And them shots gonna ring out
They ain't know what I ain't talking about
I
be lean like I'm lean I can get this,
hold on,
pimp
Sorry bitch, I'm deaf Sorry bitch, I'm focused