She Bumped Her Head (feat. Gunna)

(Makers)

I'll pull up on 'em, pull up

Yeah

Shit, I'll get it, no cap

(Run that back, Turbo)

SEX

My lil' shawty had bumped her head

And I steady been whippin' her (SEX)

If I roll up the Maybach windows

We don't care 'bout the listeners (Shh)

I don't know what a **** told you

But he should've told you I'm killin' him (Should've told)

I be draped in Margielas

And I don't need credentials (Don't need 'em, don't need credentials, baby)

If a **** can't put that shit on (What?)

Gotta get off the premises (Beat it, just gotta go)

I just came from the crack of the dawn (Why?)

'Cause a **** was travelin' (No cap)

Had to put all my young **** on

Ain't no jewelry we sharing (No jewelry)

Had to rock the two-tones on the same day

'Cause these **** been trippin' (Both us got 'em, fool)

I triple up, pour my cup and it's all 'Tussin

My coupe got nitro and all dustin' (Yeah)

We smokin' these **** like kush

Yeah, when we fuck on these hoes, make 'em gush (Woo)

Pop out the Bentley Mulsanne, head to Tootsies

I fuck on your ho and she say that my pussy

I wet paper napkin, I'm wipin' my dick off

This Actavis slushin', my ho drink that Cristal

She wrapped in saran, dressed fresh as she can

'Cause I just been playin' with these bands (Racks)

I open my hand, there's nothin' but bands

Now YSL big as Japan (On God)

I head dropped in the Lam', ducked fast as I can

'Cause I was gettin' trailed by a van (Skrrt)

I'm poppin', my mama, my bitch

And even my baby mama whip a sedan (Woo)

I just spent some bands, spent five hundred grand

I'm waitin' on these bags to land (Racks)

I'm cool as a fan, you play with my man

And we come and takin' your land

I took YSL from here to the can

And it got **** waitin' to land (Slatt)

I told all my ****, "Sit back, it's a scam"

When these **** go on a rant

My lil' shawty had bumped her head

And I steady been whippin' her (SEX)

If I roll up the Maybach windows

We don't care 'bout the listeners (Shh)

I don't know what a **** told you

But he should've told you I'm killin' him (Should've told)

I be draped in Margielas

And I don't need credentials (Don't need 'em, don't need credentials, baby)

If a **** can't put that shit on (What?)

Gotta get off the premises (Beat it, just gotta go)

I just came from the crack of the dawn (Why?)

'Cause a **** was travelin' (No cap)

Had to put all my young **** on

Ain't no jewelry we sharing (No jewelry)

Had to rock the two-tones on the same day

'Cause these **** been trippin'

Spent a whole hunnid racks on the plain Jane

That's a cool pretty penny, you lil' bitty bitches

Know me by my first and my last name

I done went got the riches, I'm out your division

I'm fuckin' these hoes in the backstage

No, I don't do no kisses

She know I just tip her and send her on home like a Backpage

I been playin' with this ice, look like Ice Age

I just got me a rose gold chain, it remind me of Moët

Got the Louis V shirt and belt and chain, should've seen how I wore it (Yeah, yeah)

Should have seen how I wore it (Yeah, yeah)

I call the slimes that'll pull up with the things that'll kill all the noise

After U.S., now I'm headed out to Spain, I got foreign lil' whores

That biscotti, I smoke it like a train, smell that shit in my kidney

I got lil' shawty inside a Mulsanne, she don't know it's a Bentley (No, no)

She asked me for a lil' help on her back end and you know that I did it

Found the old check and I went to go cash it, lotta money we gettin'

My lil' shawty had bumped her head

And I steady been whippin' her (SEX)

If I roll up the Maybach windows

We don't care 'bout the listeners (Shh)

I don't know what a **** told you

But he should've told you I'm killin' him (Should've told)

I be draped in Margielas

And I don't need credentials (Don't need 'em, don't need credentials, baby)

If a **** can't put that shit on (What?)

Gotta get off the premises (Beat it, just gotta go)

I just came from the crack of the dawn (Why?)

'Cause a **** was travelin' (No cap)

Had to put all my young **** on

Ain't no jewelry we sharing (No jewelry)

Had to rock the two-tones on the same day

'Cause these **** been trippin' (Both us got 'em, fool)

I ordered two more two-tones

Callin' my plug on two phones

Lambos, six-fours, got it offset, it's sittin' low

My shit stainless, don't put your fingers on it

No, these ain't no finger waves, bitch, this ain't Tony! Toni! Toné!

I feel like Kurt Cobain, hit the brain with the shotgun

Yeah, my **** do it for me, I never shot one

And watch her get on her knees, give me that rug burn

I told her I got five on me, send me the wire (Ooh)

My lil' shawty had bumped her head

And I steady been whippin' her (Yeah, SEX)

If I roll up the Maybach windows

We don't care 'bout the listeners (No, shh)

I don't know what a **** told you

But he should've told you I'm killin' him (Killin' him, should've told)

I ben draped in Margielas (Ooh)

And I don't need credentials (Don't need 'em, don't need credentials, baby)

If a **** can't put that shit on (What?)

Gotta get off the premises (Beat it, girl, just gotta go)

I just came from the crack of the dawn (Oh)

'Cause a **** was travelin' (No cap, we ain't cappin')

Had to put all my young **** on

Ain't no jewelry we sharing (Ooh, yeah, no jewelry)

Had to rock the two-tones on the same day (Ooh, yeah)

'Cause these **** been trippin' (Ooh, yeah, both us got 'em, fool)

That biscotti, I smoke it like a train, smell that shit on my pores

This my lil' shawty first time inside the Lam', she can't open the doors

I do not fuck with you disloyal ****, thought the world could be yours

Cross out the double and hit him with a triple, ain't no other choice