Tell It

Aye, Backwood double stuffed

No Denzel, I got this Act inside this double cup

All white lows on top of my toes, and I can't scuff 'em up

She got cute boobs, I like her lips, and I just love her butt

Aye, dropped a deuce inside my drink, gave it the bubble guts

I got a play, this shit gon' work, you need to huddle up

Aye, the shit I smoke, it hit you back and make you knuckle up

I pour out Wocky, still sip green, I call them Flying Dutchman

Fuck that, call him dill pickle

Bitch, I'm a real ****

When you on your dick and down bad, they don't wanna deal with you (Yeah)

**** don't wanna hang with you

Them folks ain't tryna fuck with you

When you was just up, you were so real, now you a fuck ****

I watched him touch a hundred ball, and he blew it all, let them tell it

That **** a bitch, he left the hood and forgot his dogs, let them tell it

That **** is stacking up no pape, he always in the mall, let them tell it

She be like, "Bae, this pussy yours"

You lying through your drawers, let me smell it

Count this money, it turn me on, I think I got a money fetish

Booby traps like Home Alone, don't run in here if you ain't ready

Aye, don't run in this bitch, you ain't ready to die

Don't think these **** done felt that fire

You better cross them "t's" and dot them "I's"

Patti LaBelle, I'm serving pies

I watched him touch a hundred ball, and he blew it all, let them tell it

That **** a bitch, he left the hood and forgot his dogs, let them tell it

That **** is stacking up no pape, he always in the mall, let them tell it

She be like, "Bae, this pussy yours"

You lying through your draws, let me smell it

I watched him touch a hundred ball, and he blew it all, let them tell it

That **** a bitch, he left the hood and forgot his dogs, let them tell it

That **** is stacking up no pape, he always in the mall, let them tell it

She be like, "Bae, this pussy yours"

You lying through your draws, let me smell it