duh duh duh (feat. Veeze)

Duh-duh-duh

Yeah, uh, duh-duh-duh

Ha-ha, yeah, duh-duh-duh

Yeah

I'm takin' a shot at these bitches

Boutta flex on the whole fuckin' world

Got on ricochet diamonds and pearls

Got the Jeremy paired up with the flow (duh-duh-duh)

I got these muhfuckin' tats on me from the neck down to the sleeve (down to the sleeve)

But every time I do some shit for these bitches, they wanna get up and leave (they wanna get up)

I'm countin' up all of the cheese (I'm countin' up)

I'm rockin', still bein' supreme

Cuttin' up too much guala on me (guala)

Pink up, we 'bout to link (we 'bout to link)

I'm 'bout to link up the team (link up the team)

I got too many racks in my jeans (bitches)

I got too many bitches to please (bitches)

I got too many, too many myths, bitch (too many myths)

I let the cat with her mitts in

Drivin' the low, she got tits (yeah, she got tits)

Came in this bitch, I got bats (came in this bitch, I got bats)

Glocky on me and it bang, bitch (I'm goin' in the bank)

Surfboard, I'm 'bout to hang, bitch (I'm goin' in the bank)

Surfin', ridin' the wave, bitch (ridin' the wave)

Shirt thin, you get a flay, bitch (flay)

Say hi, you get a wave, bitch (you get a wave)

I'm in the shot right now

Call my phone, 'bout to pop off now

That girl cute, man, I like her style

One bag with this, whole three five

DC fly, she wildin' up

Came out the bathroom, dropped her tie

Hit so good, mic shot, alright

Check my watch, it's shot a clock

Two-turn duck, gotta watch my back

No Golden Globe, I don't know how that happen

Black Choke trail, lil' bro with the strap

Know we gon' stand on bills like slack

In time for the night, I'm just gettin' to bed

She fucked up my homie, I'm still on her head

That bitch like a blunt, I'm out here gettin' paid

That bitch like a Perky, let's split it in half

(Yeah)

Duh-duh-duh

Gang, gang-gang

Duh-duh-duh

Duh-duh-duh

Duh-duh-duh

I'm takin' a shot at these bitches

Boutta flex on the whole fuckin' world

Got on ricochet diamonds and pearls

Felt the Jeremy paired up with the floral (duh-duh-duh)

I got these motherfuckin' tats on me from the neck down to the sleeve (down to the sleeve)

But every time I do some shit for these bitches, they wanna get up and leave (they wanna get up)

I'm countin' up a bottle of the cheese (count it up)

I'm rockin' Sue B and Supreme (count it up)

Too much guala on me (guala)

Pink up, we 'bout to link (we 'bout to link)

I'm 'bout to link up the team (link up the team)

I got too many racks in my jeans (too many racks)

I got too many bitches to please (too many racks)

I got too many, too many minks (too many thots)