Fr!

She wanna fuck told her come to my place
Mixing the woc yea im sippin on drank
Arp yeah it aim at your face
You going too fast yeah this not a race
Say we gon slide nigga im on my way
You going too slow nigga pick up the pace
He said im slow he the one who lace
Keep talking shit till we pull where you stay (2x)

Bought a new whip just for the bros
Yall niggas lame yall niggas be hoes
Got the T to the R like im toting a pole
Your girl only want you cause you got the dough
Pick up the phone like my thug hm
Thug.. thug hm
I got a a K finna pop you
We wake up and sleep all the damn crew
Hating on niggas like i been on holly
My bitch Chicago i shoot at your block
If im in a race then i aim at your top
Lil shawty a baddie she making kick rocks fr
She like when i give her the chills fr
She love when i give her the love fr
She want a big dude thats tuff fr
Im finna blow out this mart thats fr
Lil boy you not buff yeah
You gotta get your act up yeah
Lil shawty know im finna glow up
Lil shawty know she my truck yeah
Stick on my side it got blat
(blat)
If u keep talking we aim at your knat
Im not rapper but i give out a tec
We just want bape dont want no check fr