Pita Roll

[Intro]
Woo, woo, woo!
Fyuhh
Woo, woo, woo!
Fyuhh

[Chorus]
Just like a bird, I'm fly as it get
YSL fit, I went cheetah print
I'm stylin' Givenchy, got sick of the Rick
I ain't trustin' a soul, I keep me a blick
My bitch a brat, she spoiled as it get
Don't get what she want, she throwin' a fit
Cream soda, I just poured a four in that bitch
Play wit' my brother, you get pita rolled in this bitch (Boaw)
Get pita rolled (Boaw, boaw)
Get pita rolled (Boaw, boaw)
Get pita rolled (Boaw, boaw)
Play wit' my brother, you get pita rolled in this bitch (Boaw)
I ride wit' my dog, just like Michael Vick
Cream soda, I just poured a four in that bitch
Geeked the fuck up, I might fall on the floor in this bitch
I know you a addict, the way that you holdin' that stick

[Verse]
Top floor, boolin' in the bando
Lieutenant Smook, I'm like head honcho
I'll get you knocked out for a shh-
Get you knocked out for a huncho
They four deep, they hopped out of Tahoes
These niggas, they pussy, El Gato
We knocking the beef out your taco
Drop your lo', I'll be there pronto
We militant, just like the Taliban
On too many drugs, I might never land
Fucked a opp that say she my biggest fan
I'm the whole plug, never been middleman
I'm thumbing these racks, like a fiddle, man
I chew up the Perc, like a Skittle, man
I'm a veteran, you just a little man
Slide on that boy, like the doors on a minivan
I'm sticking and moving, it's simple, man
You could get popped like a pimple, man
Ain't got no dimples, I'll give you some dimples, man
Face shot, we hit the temple, man
Got pink slips, this not a rental, man
I got plenty munyun on my itinerary
Whole gang know we got racks on us
AMG coupe got neon guts
Ride a bitch quick, 'cause she do too much
She stylin' all day, don't rock the new stuff
These niggas, they broke, gonna get them a crutch
Matched with my placement, two hunnid for lunch
I don't wanna fake it 'cause this not a [?]
I'm blowing biscotti, yeah, I blew the runtz
I slide by myself, yeah, I do my own stunts
You know I'm a loose screw, you know I go nuts

[Chorus]
Just like a bird, I'm fly as it get
YSL fit, I went cheetah print
I'm stylin' Givenchy, got sick of the Rick
I ain't trustin' a soul, I keep me a blick
My bitch a brat, she spoiled as it get
Don't get what she want, she throwin' a fit
Cream soda, I just poured a four in that bitch
Play wit' my brother, you get pita rolled in this bitch (Boaw)
Get pita rolled (Boaw, boaw)
Get pita rolled (Boaw, boaw)
Get pita rolled (Boaw, boaw)
Play wit' my brother, you get pita rolled in this bitch (Boaw)
I ride wit' my dog, just like Michael Vick
Cream soda, I just poured a four in that bitch
Geeked the fuck up, I might fall on the floor in this bitch
I know you a addict, the way that you holdin' that stick