Citgo

[Hook: Sethy P]
Shawty be tripping she tryna call both phones
Ooh I'm so high, that I think I'm gone phone home
I took his bitch now he yelling out oh no
I got them P's I got chew for the low-low
Ran out of papers I'm back at the citgo
I'm high as hell got my feet on the tenth floor
Pull out the metro I'm calling up petsco
Still on the lean but I quit all the benzos

[Verse 1: Sethy P]
Brand new Balencis, hell no they not shell toes
Stay on the track but this ain't a railroad
Bitch I been posted I feel like a scarecrow
She let me hit cause I was her ringtone
Go back and forth I call that shit ping-pong
Left his ass dead now he need a tombstonе
All bout my bread I feel like a crouton
Pockets got fat I'm calling thеm Jim Jones
Smelling like pack I'm gone in a skat pack
Lose so much weight it gave me six pack
Talking bout beef, he wanted a big mac
They see the braids now they think I'm Riff Raff
Room full of bitches I call that a kick back
Yo bitch is nasty she need a tic tac
Running from 12, got the weed in my back pack
If we ain't homies you know that yo bitch crashed
I'm speaking big facts, I'm on a big pill
Beat up her rib cage, ask how her ribs feel
Ain't signing shit, unless its a big deal
Go on the block got I'm thinking he O'Neal
...now little bitch I get paid for yo toe nails
Choke out a bitch I'm grabbing her pig tails
Bitch I got big guests, I need a big scale
I got two bitches, no there ain't no third wheel
This ain't no 'tussin I'm sipping that real deal
No I'm not capping I'm really for real real
Shawty was tripping I gave her a chill pill
Bitch I been stacking this money for real real

[Hook: Sethy P]
Shawty be tripping she tryna call both phones
Ooh I'm so high, that I think I'm gone phone home
I took his bitch now he yelling out oh no
I got them P's I got chew for the low-low
Ran out of papers I'm back at the citgo
I'm high as hell got my feet on the tenth floor
Pull out the metro I'm calling up petsco
Still on the lean but I quit all the benzos

[Verse 2: Terrance Escobar]
Came in this bih wit a pistol
But you wouldn't know it unless you got issues
FA FA
Get shot won't diss you
Married to money so no I can't kiss you
Shawty going dumb like a whistle
I know that all of these niggas be see through
Beam on my 9 I see you
I keep a weapon it's lethal
She show me titties like peek-a-boo
You met with the judge and you told the truth
She sucked my dick and never told you
Niggas be mad but that's old news
You going out bad and you know it too
Young nigga I'm turnt like goku
Run up on me get burnt like soul food
Nigga no cap, I'm telling the whole truth

[Hook: Sethy P]
Shawty be tripping she tryna call both phones
Ooh I'm so high, that I think I'm gone phone home
I took his bitch now he yelling out oh no
I got them P's I got chew for the low-low
Ran out of papers I'm back at the citgo
I'm high as hell got my feet on the tenth floor
Pull out the metro I'm calling up petsco
Still on the lean but I quit all the benzos