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Hit that hoe on the low, like a lick
She into it, she fucks with the drip
Got the crew flipping packs, like a switch
Heard ya hoe wanna deepthroat the clip
As soon as I hit had to dip
Grab my Glock off the pillow, she dig
Make a living skrrt off on the pigs
Make a living off hittin' the licks
Two bitches they feeling on me
They riding backseat with a G
Top down, hit the gas, feel the breeze
Push the button to start with no keys
She got game but lil shorty a sleeze
Put that ice on her neck so she freeze
And they say that I'm sick, diseased
And I'm pulling up quick, deceased
Got one in the head for a face shot
Got one round the neck like a slip knot
Bullets out the clip kicking big rocks
“Pop, pop, pop” till his top gone
Then skrrt off the lot in the Honda
Then fuck on yo bitch and yo mama
Then whip out my stick, piñata
She wanna go viral, Rolanda
Hit him in the spinal he drop
Sending off shots at the opps
Fuck twelve, fuck every last cop
Confiscated my mans and his mop
Wait for the beat, it drop
I could wet the whole scene with my mop
I could bring in the heat to the spot
I could bring in the heat make it hot
I could serve him the bars for the profit
But my hand on the trigger, I pop it
See the belt, she back up and she drop it
Like “yeah baby” you know that I caught it
What's the price on the shoes? Know I got it
She was dropping them clues till I bought it
Give me brain like a teacher, she taught it
I could load right up the K!
Hop out let it spray
You can lay any my sides not no finger on my bae
Know you fucking with the clique... shit that's all I got to say
Opposition don't come out, bodies dropping either way
Baby I just came to fuck, not to cuddle, not to stay
I stay whippin' in the Southside of my city making plays
Shorty got a lil bando in the city where she lay
We gon make it out this hell, I been working every day