Sundae

[Verse 1]
Trap beat on a Sunday, all my niggas with gunplay
Model bitch, she on the runway
I'm in the beehive, nigga, no Beyoncé
All these pounds might make a pound cake
I'ma slime, lil nigga, I am a snake
Everywhere I go keep the Drake (Draco on 'em)
Y'all nigga behind me like a license plate (behind YL)
Y'all niggas ain't really with me
Y'all niggas be really against me
He he, police call that nigga lil piggy, hol' up, you a fuckin' faggot
Came up in that bitch with tools, look like go-go gadget
I'm up in that motherfucker dancing with my bruddas
Got that fuckin' choppa on me, knock ya down
Word round town I got plenty... I can't say that shit no mo'
Got the feds at my mama door (Sorry, mama)
They takin' pictures of that nigga YL
I told 'em I'll send you straight to hell
Got that fuckin' stick and ya know we banging
And my fuckin' block hotter then a furnace
I'm up in this bitch, I feel like PeeWee Herman
Got that choppa he gon' dance like PeeWee Herman
I am BG with fuckin' skinnies on
I got plenty plays on my trap phone
I'm up in this bitch with juggin' with my bros
Y'all lil nigga be hoes, y'all nigga get exposed
I got that .9 choppa don't make me unload it
Y’all lil nigga pussy, y'all niggas would fold
I heard you got indicted and that nigga told
Wonder why them boys lookin' for me [?]
If you play with my gang, we gon' wipe ya nose
I'ma have to motherfuckin' go brazy
Shoutout to my lil bro Brazy
730 he say it's his motherfuckin' word
I'm up in this bih, with yo fuckin' girl
And that choppa spin yo block like a fuckin' world
When I'm in this bitch with my twins
We'll shoot it out with ya kins