[Intro]
You made that?
Yeah
[?] somethin' bad my DJ
Brr, yeah
Back again
[?] somethin' bad my
[Verse 1]
Hoe, sit down, I got cash I need to calculate
Soon as I walk up in this b*tch, the opps evacuate
Choppin' up them blades, brought the choppas to a dinner date
Ridin' 'round hot, drop the top, I need to ventilate
b*tch ring the bell, beat a ni**a like I'm Triple H
Whip red as hell, b*tch I'm bleeding down the interstate
All my ni**as hungry, b*tch you lucky you ain't getting ate
Way I hate these ni**as you figure that I invented hate
Goddamn, all of my b*tches speak different languages
Goddamn, if this sh*t don't shakе then b*tch I'm takin' sh*t
Boy I got so many sticks I let enеmies take a pic
Pussy ni**a mad I told him, "eat a bag of baby dicks"
[Chorus]
Uh
Y'all ni**as not it
Uh
All my ni**as pop sh*t
[Verse 2]
Kick a b*tch ni**a off a cliff without no parachute
fu*k ni**a prolly callin' 12 just like a Karen do
Red dot on a ni**a [tiki?] look like Pikachu
All my ni**as evil look like people off of Beetlejuice
Pickin' up your b*tch in a foreign it go beep-beep-beep-beep
b*tch I'm doing numbers, I'm covered in V-V-V-Vs
b*tches was just laughing about me like ke-ke-ke-ke-ke
Now they see my ass in a Audi and try to sleep with me
[Chorus]
Uh
Y'all ni**as not it ([?] somethin' bad my DJ)
Uh
All my ni**as pop sh*t