MCCURDY

Hee-hee-hee bitch
Gang gang
Bands bands bands bands
Bands bands
Ay ay

Opp's on my tail, but I'm not a furry
White and black on me, like a McFlurry
Plug moving pack, boy he better hurry
He gon' hit my jack
Bitch, I know you heard me
Fuck a dude named nick
Yeah, Jennette McCurdy
In New York I milly rock, shit
I'm tryna get sturdy
Betty boo on my cock, ay
She do all the flirting
Cruising down the block, yeah, we doing supervisions
He a shooter 'till he wanna box, television
Is he really gonna die?
Only time is telling
Lil' weapon on my side
It's a Smith & Wesson
I was really in the whip with 'em fucking felons
They was really in the whip bumping Car Seat Headrest
You got me fucked up sending weed through fucking FedEx
I be stacking the chips like a fucking fat ass
Me and my friends walked in the club
We look fucking badass
I just caught me a lil' dub
Turned it to a fat rack
Walked up on your man's, yeah I made him do the cha cha
He made fun of how I talk, calling me a wetback
We gon' pull the set back
Shooting out like frrah frrah
And I'm with yo bitch she wanted to ah ah
Had to tell her no had to tell her nah nah
And I got a pole and it go like brrah brrah
And I got a pole and it go like frreh frrah

Frreh, frreh
Frreh, frrah

Made that boy run
Like his name sha'carri
Yeah bro that's my ocky, nah
He ain't finna card me
Pulled up to his spot, strapped just like the army
Man I'm off like ten lines that boy ain't finna harm me
Bitch I think with like ten minds, they ain't finna move before me
Walk around with like ten bands, they ain't finna outperform me
Always got straight A's, never underperformed
Went and got some motion lil bitch then I wanted more
And I buss down yo betty, yeah, I'm sorry she a fucking whore
Man I buss that beretty, send some shots right at his fuckin core
Bitch I know y'all not ready when I walk through that fuckin door
Everybody gon' panic when I make that bitch hit the floor
That bitch wanna cuff me
She wanna arrest me
Make her take the dick and then I tell her send her bestie
Yeah I'm fuckin on that WOP bitch, last name gilesky
She called me a man bitch, she was tryna offend me
But she dressed in ross, bitch while I'm in Prada, Fendi
I can't fuck a broke bitch, they always talmbout lending
I can't take no broke dick, that shit is so uncleanly
She call me a cunt, bitch I told you I'm unfriendly
Bitch I'm in Miami, chilling with Miami
This gon' get the opp's mad, I know they can't stand me
I'm finna make yo pops mad, when I fuck up on yo granny
If she talking shit, I send some shots up at yo nanny like

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