In This Club (feat. YFG FATSO)

I might just do too much, step on my forces, blast one in this club

Bitches dancing, it's like Candyland and L-Rain and Wadub

I made a small 30, you cry about 10, I spent that shit on drugs

All of us, a bad bitch, y'all come fuck

Gotta know I don't want your love

I might just do too much, step on my forces, blast one in this club

Bitches dancing, it's like Candyland and L-Rain and Wadub

I made a small 30, you cry about 10, I spent that shit on drugs

All of us, a bad bitch, y'all come fuck

Gotta know I don't want your love

Here go the page, it's coming, blogs and majors, coming

Look at me, I done made me something

Crybaby, cry, we who made the onions

Trap ****, he made a hundred, it's out of

His chop, shorty went, got his page a bump

Drumline, I put the steppers in them on

The front line, ****, I made them drummers

Bitch, I'm real paid, my entourage be killing shit

We kid up shit right now, but back in the day

We used to be peeling shit

If reap them say come get you, I'm taking souls

I'm on some stealing shit

The Purge don't get love, bro, them high no more

They out here (sniffin') shit, yeah

**** be dying for playing these games, boy, this ain't square

One of his hoes just called my phone and

Phone didn't answer, this shit getting weird

I got a **** back door from my hood

I don't get no fuck, this shit getting serious

Lil' bro just killed the ****, I warn the next **** get caught

I'm calling this

A'ight, ****, my shit shaking, I'm doing pass outside of my OG basement

12 come, they gotta chase me, just like a Tesla

Bitch can't cheat or ace me

Uh, they gotta face me

I'm doing 150 rolling while opp bitch face me

This bitch blowin' like a AC I blew out her back and left

Now the opp bitch hate me

Uh, I'm rhymin' some shit that make yo son go wild like Junior always

This lil' **** say he hate me, so I'm finna troll his ass then fuck his Ainty

I'm all in this shit now he can't sleep

Yo Jose, I'm fine, I wonder if she tryna rape you

Bitch lick me, you gotta taste me

**** be smilin', no he is not a bitch

I might just do too much, step on my forces, blast one in this club

Bitches dancing, it's like Candyland and L-Rain and Wadub

I made a small 30, you cry about 10, I spent that shit on drugs

All of us, a bad bitch, y'all come fuck

Gotta know I don't want your love

I might just do too much, step on my forces, blast one in this club

Bitches dancing, it's like Candyland and L-Rain and Wadub

I made a small 30, you cry about 10, I spent that shit on drugs

All of us, a bad bitch, y'all come fuck

Gotta know I don't want your love

Here go the page is coming

Blogs and majors coming

Look at me, I done made me something

Crybaby, cry, we who made the onions

Trap ****, he made a hundred, it's out of his chop

Shorty went, got his page a bump

Drumline, I put the steppers in them on

The front line, ****, I made them drummers

Too many labels coming, too much, my middle name is money

**** in front of my crib with chops and sticks

Like I'm having slaves or something

Stay wanna worry about me and the places I be

But the **** ain't made him nothing

I lost some people who I held close off to me

Man, that shit got my anger rushing

Two drips, I'm in some Christian Dior shit

You see me with it, but gang, that's your bitch

Poe shit, I don't be daddy and no bitch

She playing, broke with me, I play slow down

Drop hood, I knew she was fucking before then

Fuckers are two men, I need four friends

And it's just me all alone, bring bro in

This all I feel, pity for no man

I've been low-key, **** keep on speaking on me

Fuckin' let me go, raid the Skodian

I'm poppin' thirties and I'm talkin' woods, I'm good

I just need a buzz to flow in

He won't give up that shit when we askin' for

Now we gotta kick the back door in

Soldier, 'fessor, do not feel no man

And if it go down 10, I'm going in

I might just do too much, step on my forces, blast one in this club

Bitches dancing, it's like Candyland and L-Rain and Wadub

I made a small 30, you cry about 10, I spent that shit on drugs

All of us, a bad bitch, y'all come fuck

Gotta know I don't want your love

I might just do too much, step on my forces, blast one in this club

Bitches dancing, it's like Candyland and L-Rain and Wadub

I made a small 30, you cry about 10, I spent that shit on drugs

All of us, a bad bitch, y'all come fuck

Gotta know I don't want your love