f** wit my set, push yo sh** back
Im in the front, you in the back
I got a knife, its on the strap
She got a friend, f** when she nap
Im from the south, f** bout a rap
Come to my house, won’t make it out
These n***as hoes, running they mouth
Straight with these hoes, f** what they bout
These n***as wack, just want some clout
f** all this sh**, where yo accounts
f**ing this b**h, right on my couch
Ape on my draws, wit dick in her mouth
Came out the M, made that sh** out
I run up on him, knock his a** out
Now he ain’t talking no sh** from no app
p**y a** n***a you know that you child
I pull up on that b**h and she a dub
That I was gon f** but she can’t budge
Fresh as f** like ice up in the tub
Molly circulate in her flesh
Gucci pink roses on my vest
I ain’t have to answer for no s**
She just gave me top and then I left
Goyard on my belt, this sh** is felt
Ima buy a choppa for some help
n***as can’t even be themselves
b**h thats why I’m mobbing to the d**h