CB on the beat Uh, Jetski, brr You ever seen two pregnant bitches in a fist fight?
Huh?
You ever seen two pregnant bitches in a fist fight? (Huh?) Baby mama number one and number two (Ooh) Whoever win this fight, that´s the one I´m gon´ choose (For real) I´m pourin´ up three´s, I don´t like to pour two´s (No) Have you ever sipped a whole pint in one night? (Huh?) Have you been inside your house and rode a dirt bike? (Ooh) Have you ever blowed a whole mill´ on ice? (Have you?) You ever been in a marial with a Glock 9? (Pow-pow)
Have you ordered twenty sandwiches from Popeyes? (Huh?) I got this Mexican bitch drinkin´ peroxide (Wow) If I OD on Wockhardt, just let me die (Damn) I catch a body, cut my hair and I go to Dubai Huh? You thought I was finished? The homie caught a body and there ain´t no witness (Uh-uh) Poured a pint the ocean while my neighbor was fishin´ Learned a lot from my cousin just from bein´ in the kitchen, I whipped it Now I´m sellin´ bricks to Andrew Wiggins I beat a nigga up that used to play for The Pistons (Yeah) When you on drugs you make better decisions (Ooh) Hold up, let the beat drop (Brr) I just sold your lil´ brother re-rock (Aye)
I got an Indian bitch named Tanika (Huh?) All she do is suck dick and smoke reefer (Smoke reefer) They say I´m disrespectful I got eighty pointers sittin´ on my bezel (On my bezel) I ran off on the pussy, you gon´ book me Tell the promoter I´m hittin´ licks, don´t book me (Don´t book) So I started thinkin´ I got a lot of bitches, I lost count of these bitches (How many?) I sold a whole brick to a midget You better start sellin´ crack, start your own business (Huh?) I poured a seven, I´m faded as fuck Fuck around, go rob a Brinks truck (Brinks truck) I robbed your baby mama in a Toys "R" Us (Uh)
And I put some Forgiato´s on a short bus (Vroom) I had to make a quick stop at Wingstop (Wingstop) I left the booth and got some top, I´m a rockstar (Hey) I met this one bitch the other day with three felonies (Woah) We had a threesome the first night, she was on ecstasy (Uh) If I don´t like the engineer, shoot him in his ear (Doo-doo-doo) I ain´t payin´ for studio, bitch, I´m out of here (I´m out of here) And I ain´t payin´ for no pussy, bitch, get out of here She had a seizure doin´ Xans while I drank a beer (Ahh) Hold up, I´m finna call the ambulance I called the plug by mistake, damn, I´m out of it (Brr)
I asked the plug for more pints and he was out of it (Huh?) If you suck this dick, I´ll make you to a rapper page
I got a pint of red in my pants, so my pockets big Boy, your Rollie fake as fuck, I heard it tock and tick .30 in the Glock, the only time you catch me poppin´ shit AK shoot, fire in blast off like a rocketship Drink two pints in a day, I´ll buy some other shit An eight of zip of Runtz, I´m poppin´ blunts in my survival kit My fat bitch is tougher, she just took a fuckin´ rife of clip
Another twenty´s on me right now, this bitch bible thick If you ain´t almost overdosed on drank, you ain´t sippin´ right If you ain´t spent ten bands in one day, you ain´t livin´ right How you a GD but ain´t got blues? You ain´t crippin´ right Your bitch sellin´ pussy but stay broke, you ain´t dippin´ right I´m a 810 baby, yeah, the dirty water I put my drank in Aquafina, I drink dirty water Street nigga, I´d bust a nigga head for thirty dollars Fuck a red rose, when I die, bring me purple flowers I told Pump match the pint and he was down for it My bitch threw my drank in the pool, I almost drown for it
I don´t want the bitch, her ass flirt in the iron, boy You wanna buy this zap? I need your leg, get an iron .40 Yeah, I´m overtaxin´ Hit a fat bitch in the trap and pop the blue amethyst Signed a deal and sacrificed my opps, I hope I blow up rappin´ I need your raps bein´ on top, boy, you overcappin´ Damn, you lie too much You on the track and train, my shoes loose, I need to tie ´em up Killed the beat and had a ceremony, hold your lighters up Spin the Hellcat a hundred times, fuck the tires up
I love to smell a band rubber How you sellin´ dope and always broke? You a hurt hustler I kill a nigga Saturday night, go to church Sunday In the club Friday actin´ rich, but you got work Monday I need a second, Terry Tax time hustler, boy, you only ball in February Tryna drink a lot of red today, I leave them boys embarrassed Said I´m gon´ be rich and then it happened, I´m a fortune teller Ayy, Jeffery, where you at? I need a refill I shoot you up close in your sleep and make your dream spill Now I got blood on my new Chanel Fucked around and got my shirt dirty, but I´m clean still
W-O-C-K-H-A-R-D-T, I could drink an eight straight Now I drink so much drank, it got me gainin´ weight Lace a nigga blunt and teach him some, bitch, it´s trainin´ day You can´t find me, I be MIA like Babyface Bust a nigga granny daughter face with the baby Drac´ Tell your mama call her sister, make sure auntie straight Me and Pump, we filthy, shoot the scene and look at artist´s face