im like why

[Intro]
(過去の自分と向き合う)
(4)
Gang, gang, gang

[Verse]
(Plot, then a—)
Bitch tryna plot, then a bitch may die
I look around 'fore I hop in the ride
Pull up with sticks, yeah, we pull up with fire
I love a bad bitch with thick thighs
And I like when them titties poke out the side
Yeah, I'm coolin' with my man's outside
I'm finna walk on that block wit' that iron
Yeah, we bumming, lil' nigga, don't run
Hell yeah, when I shoot this shit it's gon' jump
Tell these niggas watch out, man, these niggas my sons
Yeah, they copy me 'cause they ain't on none
This bitch swallow nut like wonton soup
Skrrt off the lot after I dropped the—
Skrrt off the lot after I dropped the roof
And I'm out in Cali', smokin' on zoot
Bitches on my dick, hoppin' in the coupe
Bitches on my dick when I hop out the coupe
Pssh, huh, yeah
Bitch on my dick and she gon' tote the knocka
Niggas talk crazy, we send them to doctor
Niggas talk crazy, my niggas gon' pop you
You gon' do what? My nigga, you flodgin'
You was 1c, yeah, nigga was poppin'?
Lil' nigga you ain't flexin', lil' nigga, just stop it
Lil' niggas try and run down, nigga, we flock
Gang, gang, lil' niggas try and run down, lil' nigga, we flock
Yeah, we keep knock on the hip
If it go down, take that shit to the chest
Make one call, my niggas gon' spin
Make one call, my niggas gon' spin
Yeah, yeah, yeah
This bitch tryna fuck, this bitch—
This bitch tryna fuck, this bitch want sex
If a bitch bad, I could fuck her all night
Smokin' on a blunt, I don't sip dirty Sprite
Cop me a zip, I'll be alright
Copped me a zip, yeah, I feel fly
Yeah, all night, trap all night
On a ride, baby, take me on a ride
On the rise, yeah, 1c, we on the rise
Yeah, why? Baby, I'm like, "Why?"
Finna take a hit up out the spliff, head to the sky
If I got the pogo on me, niggas gettin' slimed
Yeah, buck 50 nigga, get yo' face slashed on the side
Pussy tryna get fucked, pull them panties to the side
To the side, pull 'em to the side
Pulled that nigga at that show, pulled that nigga to the side
Thom Browne or the Visvim hoodie, no, I can't decide
I pick the Thom Browne hoodie, yeah, four stripes on my side
Yeah, four stripes on my side
Niggas, they can't fuck with me, they cannot tweak with me, nah
Niggas, they can't fuck with me, they can't compete with me, nah
I don't even really know what you mean to me, nah
I love it when I—
I love it when she wear that short ass dress, yeah
Lil' bitch on my dick, it don't make no sense
Big 1c, I'ma throw my set
Out in Vancouver and I'm shopping at Saks
Bitch, I'm the plug, fly like a dove
Niggas ain't use to fuck with me for none
This bitch is a slut, I fuck with the sluts
Niggas talkin' down, I done had enough
Yeah