Go

[Intro]
We gon' point a red dot at his snapback
Bitch, I get to the loot, where the map at?
In the trap, bitch, I move all the packs back
And my pockets, they stay on that Fat Pat

[Post-Verse]
Yeah, I don't even.. I don't even rap, I'm ready..
I'm ready to freestyle this shit, this a one take, uh

[Verse]
Racks, they come and go, huh
Fuckin' on ya ho', huh
You said that's your bro, huh?
My bitch keep a pole, huh
This ain't Rolling Stone, nah
Fuck ya bitch, I bone her
You don't know the code, huh?
Bitch, I'm in that mode, huh
Look, I'm fucking your bitch, couldn't have that
[?] you made off of Snapchat
It's a MP5 in this backpack
[?], get ya hat back
We gon' point a red dot at his snapback
Bitch, I get to the loot, where the map at?
In the trap, bitch, I move all the packs back
And my pockets, they stay on that Fat Pat
Yeah, I'm fuckin' his ho', I'm a madman
You not gettin' no hoes, you a sad man
You ain't making money, look at him, it's funny
I just [?] your bitch, I put dick inside her tummy
I just fucked his bitch, look at bro, he looking dummy
I told lil' bro I'm on go, [?] niggas wan' steal my flow
Nigga want one on one, he a broke
I get racks, that's on the low
I got bad bitch, she on go
I got white ho', she snort snow
For that [?], that boy, he tote
For that [?], my boy won't go
And I'm fucking on bad hoes in Mexico like 'Dro
I fuck bad, extra-rich hoes, nigga, you still broke
I'm like "Why that boy wan' flex that shit on me?"
I'm like "If you wanna try, just step to me"
I got [?]
I got [?], they gon' step for me