That lil´ boy a mutt, he Mrs. Puff Hit him in his gut and watch that boy ball up Ayy, get up Aw, you can´t get up, look like you givin´ up You better not die, I like your bitch, boy, I´m goin´ to pick her up
Sick as fuck, yeah, I´m sick as fuck, and I´m slick as fuck Just hit a lick on this nigga, bruh, then told him pick me up Drop your panties, what´s that smell, bitch? It´s fishy as fuck Went on a drill, he ain´t nail shit, he iffy as fuck Bag it up, folks them baggin´ up, come and grab you somethin´ Tag you up, folks them tag you up, ain´t no point of runnin´
Are you mad? Yeah, you super mad, but you ain´t gon´ do nothin´ I got a bag with your lil´ stupid ass, might pop out with a hundred
Aw, you tough? You ain´t really tough That lil´ boy a mutt, he Mrs. Puff Hit him in his gut and watch that boy ball up Ayy, get up Aw, you can´t get up, look like you givin´ up You better not die, I like your bitch, boy, I´m goin´ to pick her up Aw, you tough? You ain´t really tough That lil´ boy a mutt, he Mrs. Puff Hit him in his gut and watch that boy ball up Ayy, get up Aw, you can´t get up, look like you givin´ up You better not die, I like your bitch, boy, I´m goin´ to pick her up
I got money, boy, a lot of money, put that on J Money Your ass broke, your whole hood dirty, y´all ain´t havin´ nothin´ Bag it up, baby, bag it up, that ass fat as fuck Bring your friends, I got the gang with me, they just tryna fuck Bag it up, baby, bag it up, that ass fat as fuck Where your friends? I got the gang with me, we just tryna fuck Double cup, sip that lean, homie, it ain´t green, homie Got that Glock with that beam on it, better not tweak, homie See I like hoes that be bougie though, but they be choosin´ though They get fly and bring they friends with ´em to the studio
They off Remy and that D´usse and that Julio And they be trippin´ off that Yungeen Ace and that Foolio See, I´m a star, I be shootin´ shit, ain´t talkin´ movies though This bitch a freak, she be puttin´ pills up in her bootyhole Get put to sleep, now them fancy clothes got some bulletholes Thought it was sweet? I´m at your funeral, I have to play my role
Aw, you tough? You ain´t really tough That lil´ boy a mutt, he Mrs. Puff Hit him in his gut and watch that boy ball up Ayy, get up Aw, you can´t get up, look like you givin´ up You better not die, I like your bitch, boy, I´m goin´ to pick her up
Aw, you tough? You ain´t really tough That lil´ boy a mutt, he Mrs. Puff Hit him in his gut and watch that boy ball up Ayy, get up Aw, you can´t get up, look like you givin´ up You better not die, I like your bitch, boy, I´m goin´ to pick her up