SHIRT

[Verse 1]
Bad bitch call me Apollo
Don't forget the Goat
Had to buss it down
Had to get it in the rose
Put my dick up in her mouth and
Make that bitch choke
Lights, camera action look at me how I pose
Keep my shit off the map keep it on the low
In the studio cooking crack on the stove
Fucking on the bitch yeah I keep it on the low
I'm fucking on yo bitch yeah I keep it on the low
Bitch I'm really bout to pull up in a fucking wraith
Four bands new watch had to flash it in her face
Skinny bitch skinny face she gonna give me face
Flawless diamonds see me yeah I'm stunting in the place
Let them bullets hit yeah we pick em up no trace
Never chase a bitch never finna be the case
I'm fucking with yo bitch bout to get to second base
We back in the wraith that's the case we third base

[Chorus]
Counting my money it make that bitch twerk
Toting my Uzi I'm not talking vert
New foreign bitch yeah she just tryna flirt
New foreign bitch put it right in reverse
Playing with gang you get put in the dirt
Six foot right under get put on a shirt
Six foot right under get put on a shirt
Playing with gang you get put in the dirt

[Verse 2]
I'm finna run it up yeah counting all my stacks
Yeah, I'm never giving up yeah
Counting all my stacks yeah
It's not even luck
Keep on the on the gram and you bound to get bucked
You bound to get snuck
Yeah your bitch really fuck
Yeah my stick really tucked
Did I fail to mention that your bitch really fucking fucked
Lots of money on me yeah I fucking throw it up
She on my dick you know that she had to fuck it up
Slap that bitches ass like Pete did his momma
My brain is overloading cause I'm counting all these commas
All these niggas fake, yeah, all these bitches problems
Take that bitch I fuck her yeah I make that bitch my dama
Take her to Japan we can go to Yokohama
Dropped a song blow up that shit like Osama
Taking care of these niggas like my name was Obama
And I don't fuck with all the petty shit and all the drama

[Bridge]
She hop like a bunny switching lanes
See right through you eyes like pain
My choppa six foot like Lil Wayne
Shoot out the roof feeling like Max Payne
She hop like a bunny switching lanes
See right through you eyes like pain
My choppa six foot like Lil Wayne
Shoot out the roof feeling like Max Payne

[Chrous]
Counting my money it make that bitch twerk
Toting my uzi I'm not talking vert
New foreign bitch yeah she just tryna flirt
New foreign bitch put it right in reverse
Playing with gang you get put in the dirt
Six foot right under get put on a shirt
Six foot right under get put on a shirt
Playing with gang you get put in the dirt