឵put that front up

(intro)
Bitch i sent that bitch to where she came from
Bitch you can't chill in my trap, you're soft

(chorus)
Bitch i sent that bitch to where she came from
Bitch you can't chill in my trap, you're soft
Me and nick, in that trap, shoot ya home up
And we rocking six deep til' dat' [?]
If you want me, you gonna pay me front up
And stop all that talkin' pick yo twin up
(meandyoung yeahhhh)
And im writing wit' the gang, finna blick sum'
And these hoes back to back like they o-v-

(verse)
You ain't talkin' money why you ain't no [?]
You ain't got no guns, cause they all got tooken
And there's a reason i got o's on my sweatshirt (bitch)
And if you ain't got no clue then i'm next bitch
If you ain't got no clue, watch ya' fuckin' neck bitch
Ridin' round, send her homе, wit' a tec bitch
Halo round, all they hear it's causе they dead bitch

(outro)
Bitch i sent that bitch to where she came from
Bitch you can't chill in my trap, you're soft
Me and nick, in that trap, shoot ya home up
And we rocking six deep til' dat' [?]
If you want me, you gonna pay me front up
And stop all that talkin' pick yo twin up
And im writing wit' the gang, finna blick sum'
And these hoes back to back like they o-v-