9mm

[Chorus]
9mm on my hip
3700 buy boutta drop another clip
Boutta go and fuck it up, I ain’t even gotta trip
Ain’t no need for bitches, swerving and we bumping in the whip (aye yuh yuh)

[Verse 1]
Shitting on these bitches like I took too many laxatives
I’m passing this shit to my fucking homies and my passengers
I’m cashing in all these shitty verses that I like to write
You’re quite my type so hop up on my dick before I die tonight
I fuck it up, don’t work a sweat, I need a fucking cigarette
She told me “fuck me” that’s a bet, I keep that pistol to my head
Take shots in the dark, you’ve been a bitch since the start
These drugs they’ve got me floating, giving my whole life a new spark

[Chorus]
9mm on my hip
3700 buy boutta drop another clip
Boutta go and fuck it up, I ain’t even gotta trip
Ain’t no need for bitches, swerving and we bumping in the whip (aye yuh yuh)

[Verse 2]
I don’t fuck with no fistfight, you pussies don’t know shit about me
So get the fuck up off my dick, I don’t fuck with you so don’t fuck with me
Got a badass bitch who be on my d, got a loud ass motherfucker talking to me
Smoking loud ass weed I don’t care tho, eating fat chocolate full of caramel
The party start we get it bumping, fuck with us you getting jumped
Fuck you chump, rolling up we beating up you fucking punks
I take that rip right out the rig, I told that bitch get off my dick
I’m piping hard I make a difference, you can talk shit I’ll keep spitting

[Chorus]
9mm on my hip
3700 buy boutta drop another clip
Boutta go and fuck it up, I ain’t even gotta trip
Ain’t no need for bitches, swerving and we bumping in the whip (aye yuh yuh)