[Produced by DJ Mustard]
[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]
If you ain't f**ing get the f** out
Had a twelve pack of rubber 'bout to run out
Back seat got 'em toes on my windows
I was gone off the lean so my b**h goes
And every time a n***a drive it's a DUI
Smoking in the S5 I be speeding by
Get the p**y on accident I don't even try
She ain't s**ing some later then I leave her now
Got a little freak in lemonade the severed sr bimmer
Everytime she come around n***as tag team her
Free clothes, elbows out the tower roof
You a rookie keep the p**y if you got dough
From the same streets we might've f**ed the same b**h
Made her bust it open hope it wasn't your main b**h
I'm about a dollar a broke course the main b**h
Y'all I'm 'bout to f** 'em but chick stay in your lane b**h
[Hook - YG]
I got a b**h in Atlanta, a b**h in LA
A b**h in Miami, a b**h in the Bay
I got a b**h she cook steak I met her on tour
And all the b**h wet is question me and
I got a b**h in every city
I got a b**h in every city
I got a b**h in every city
I got a b**h in every city yeah
I got a b**h in every city
And all we ever do is f**
[Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]
Ye bank roll, stunting on these fake hoes
Murder one I beat the p**y n***a case closed
It ain't sh** to get her naked when your neck froze
Kick the squares off bus take the rest home
Straight like that get straight to it
And I'm all to f**ing and the cuffing I can't do it
I hear these n***as talking about fame but they ain't moving
You hit me with some brain I watch my chain stupid
I'm a dog, dog a** n***a
Your boyfriend triggered you can call that n***a
I heard you got some brans spending all that with ya
Got some weed and some liquor get the pitcher baby I just wanna hit ya
[Hook]