In & Out

[Verse: JaySkrilla]
I– I got white face, look like Michael
O– Oh I kick her out, I had to slide though
M– My lil' bitch a slut, she ride that dick just like a bike though
M– Me and gang stay close as fuck, we lookin' like disciples
Uh, yuh, my bitch can't stand me again
I pull up wit' thirty sticks jus' lookin' like the Taliban
In– Invite all yo' friends again
Fuck white girls and the Mexicans
I'm thumbin' through them bands again
My bro, he in the jam again
Ho, ho, ho, you can't get my info
I'm at the strip club wit' some racks, I'm wit' some nymphos
Po– Pop shit like a pimple, walk in yo' hood wit' sandals
Wah

[Verse: Dxrop]
And I get them fuckin' racks
Yeah, I pull up in bad weather wit' my strap (Yah, yah)
I– It ain't never been a damn problem, get 'em whacked (Nah)
I– I– It ain't never been a damn problem poppin' tags (Rrrr)
I been poppin' pills and I can't get the wheel off crash (Nah, nah)
Ye– Ye– Yes, I want the hoe, I'm tryn' know where she be at (Yuh)
Bi– Bi– Bih, where you at? (Yuh)
I just lay down, count that cash (on God)
I– I– I said fuck a job, yeah, that shit fuckin' ass (Yeah)
I– I– I said fuck a job, bi– bi– bih, you lookin' sad (Damn)
Bi– Bi– Bih, yo' music ass, (Damn)
But yo' bitch, she lookin' bad (Yeah)
I hit yo' hoe, hit from the back (Yeah)
Better not let her at the trap
Better not let her at my house (Woo)
Man, that bih want be my spouse
He– Hell nah, I tell her 'get out'
You might have to crash on the couch (Yeah)
I– I got bad hoes, in and out
I– I ain't talkin' 'bout In-N-Out (Nah)
Bi– Bih, I'm like [?] (Yeah)
New phone, who this? (Yeah)
New phone, new bitches (Yeah)
New pole, new licks, yeah

[Verse: JaySkrilla]
I like to walk wit' two sticks
M– My lil' brother kill shit
That lil' hoe a borin' bitch, I fuck up on this foreign bitch
I put my dick in whores, bitch
I'm rich you steal from stores, bitch
Yeah, I'm rich, I'm rich and you be poor, bitch