Lyrics
(Argh, Argh)
(Grah, Grah, Grah, Grah)
Why she keep touching my pants like
She wanna run up the bands like
Two shots one sip she wanna dance like
She pop a yerky now she in a trance like
And she wanna fly out her friends like
If they wanna fuck it depends like
Hop in the V we can fuck in the sand like
Lately been thinking I might cop a Benz
I just met two hoes and I think that they twins
I walk witta Glock I might aim at ya friend
And she sneaking with me cause she hating her mans
I see a opp imma shoot at that van (Like what)
Like I'm clicking and clicking again (Like what, like damn)
He seen the look in my face and then he seen a demon
So **** just copped it and ran
These **** be hoes and they really be cap (Like what)
That **** pussy he cant get no dap (Like what, like damn)
I'm in the back of the trap
And I'm smoking on boof no **** I'm smoking on thrax
Just like a **** was saying I'm just speaking fax (Like what)
**** be federal moving like rats (Like what, like damn)
How do you tell me relax
And now I got five stars just like that **** named Max
I'm onna block witta chop (Choppa)
She wanna suck on me take out my knots
I keep the grip and I'm letting off shots
And I'm shooting at shh I took off his thoughts
I feel like a G when I'm hitting her spots
My pockets to knotty I know I got lots
My face card good I'm getting yacht's
And I keep me a shh if they giving out shots
(Like what, Like damn)
(Grah, Grah, Grah)
(Like what, Like what)
Why she keep touching my pants like
She wanna run up the bands like
Two shots one sip she wanna dance like
She pop a yerky now she in a trance like
And she wanna fly out her friends like
If they wanna fuck it depends like
Hop in the V we can fuck in the sand like
Lately been thinking I might cop a Benz
I just met two hoes and I think that they twins
I walk witta Glock I might aim at ya friend
And she sneaking with me cause she hating her mans
I see a opp imma shoot at that van (Like what)
Like I'm clicking and clicking again (Like what, like damn)
He seen the look in my face and then he seen a demon
So **** just copped it and ran
These **** be hoes and they really be cap (like what)
That **** pussy he can't get no dap (Like what, like damn)
I'm in the back of the trap
And I'm smoking on boof no **** I'm smoking on thrax
Just like a **** was saying I'm just speaking fax (Like what)
**** be federal moving like rats (Like what, like damn)
How do you tell me relax
And now I got five stars just like that **** named Max
I'm onna block witta chop (Choppa)
She wanna suck on me take out my knots
I keep the grip and I'm letting off shots
And I'm shooting at shh I took off his thoughts
I feel like a G when I'm hitting her spots
My pockets to knotty I know I got lots
My face card good I'm getting yacht's
And I keep me a shh if they giving out shots
(Shots, shots, shots, shots, shots, shots, shots)
(Like what, like damn)
Outside the club with my stick (Grah)
I mix the Cartier with the Rick
And she sucking my dick in the back of the whip (Grah)
I caught a opp and I'm making em' whip (Grah)
If he run off he get hit with the whip (Grah)
Yo hoe just said she can't take it and when she got off
I seen all the cream with the whip
I'm the the trap with the gang and I'm pouring up ten (Grah)
If I throw five then she throwing back ten (Grah)
Just like the minions I slide with the Gru
If I seen me a opp then I'm letting off ten
These **** be capping for pussy oh no not again
You getting hoes wit a car I get hoes cause I can
**** keep dickriding and keep calling me kin
Wish I was born in the 80s cause I hate this gen (Like what, like damn)
Written by: Usir Carpenter
