'Kay, like, one, two, three, four, five
Look
Okay, like, one, two, three, four, five
That's the number of thotties that I got on my line (pew, pew)
Wait, real quick, I don't mind (skrrt)
She gon' back it up, stack it up, when she on my live (yeah, okay, like)
I just hit it (whoo), now she really miss it (ha)
You can do the math, shawty took like 12 inches
Spin around just like a fidget
She with it, I'm hittin' licks, gettin' riches
Don't ever tell nobody else, I get multiple digits (bands)
Okay, like, one, two, three, four, five
That's the number of thotties that I got on my line (pew, pew)
Wait, real quick, I don't mind (skrrt)
She gon' back it up, stack it up, when she on my live (yeah, okay, like)
I just hit it (whoo), now she really miss it (ha)
You can do the math, shawty took like 12 inches
Spin around just like a fidget
She with it, I'm hittin' licks, gettin' riches
Don't ever tell nobody else, I get multiple digits (bands)
Yeah, I'm on the scene, all I see is green (gang, gang)
Gettin' to the top, so don't worry 'bout no beef (nah, nah)
I don't care 'bout these thots, 'cause they actin' like some sheep (haha)
I be runnin' to the opps with the mop, it's like a stream (stre-stream)
Yeah, I got my .9 in my bag, and I be chillin' on 'Gram
I took this girl I just met, you know we call that Boonkgang (haha)
I hit a lick all the time, just send the addy, we slide
This choppa make 'em say "Bye," but he won't even fly high (pow, pow, pow)
I said I really wanna make it, I'm a do this all from nothin'
And I'm addicted to this music like an addict for his meds (gang, gang)
Got me stressed, all this music's got me hoppin' on my desk
And the opps, tryna catch 'em, I said, asthma, I'm out of breath
Like, slow down, hold on, get that guap (okay)
I be posted with the gang, yeah, we goin' non-stop
Like, slow down, roll up, I can't stop
All these hits I keep on makin', man, it's makin' me profit
Okay, like, one, two, three, four, five
That's the number of thotties that I got on my line (pew, pew)
Wait, real quick, I don't mind (skrrt)
She gon' back it up, stack it up, when she on my live (yeah, okay, like)
I just hit it (whoo), now she really miss it (ha)
You can do the math, shawty took like 12 inches
Spin around just like a fidget
She with it, I'm hittin' licks, gettin' riches
Don't ever tell nobody else, I get multiple digits
Bad thot can't be mi amor
I be in the whip, it's like 2004
I be makin' bread, I can't worry 'bout no w***e
And if you talkin' on my name, we gon' pull up at your door (nah, nah)
Wait, what? Let me run it right back (huh?)
Now I pull up in the night, dressed up in all black (nah)
Pull up with the gang, a jugger on my lap
Red Glock, blue Glock, cat in the Hat (pew, pew)
Lil' thot just be talkin', but she's takin' off her top
Said she got options, lil' bitch, I got a Glock (what?)
I see your ass walkin' and I catch you on the block
Now I'm rolling up the windows and I hit you with a rock
Perkies, bitch, I be motherfuckin' tweakin'
Badass bitch, fat ass, Puerto Rican
Booted in the beamer, yeah, you know my s**t leakin'
I be actin' like a motherfuckin' thief for no reason
I can tell you a thot, you ain't gotta speak (nah)
All that d**k suckin', put a gap just in his teeth
All that s**t talkin', but you really got me weak
You a feather-brained bitch, shut yo' motherfuckin' beak
What's good? What's up? I don't wanna fight, bitch, I just wanna f*ck (nah, nah)
I needed my type, what you know about blood?
You a lil'-ass thotty, can't show no love (no, bitch)
