Uh Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (Turn up hard, I´m finna get in my fuckin´ mode) Uh, uh
I might pull up with your boo Then hit a five-star restaurant, order me and her some soup Don´t matter how thick the bitch is, I won´t put her before my loot I´m fresh as fuck, fresh off a high-speed chase like Polo Pooh You will never catch me telling another nigga what I won´t do I be DMing bitches too I be liking pictures too If I like it, I´ma shoot If I strike it, then you might see that bitch slidin´ up my coupe If I don´t like it, then I´ma refuse her calls and put that bitch on mute
If I don´t like it, then I´ma refuse her calls and put that bitch on snooze
Bitch, I make my calls, fuck these old niggas, ain´t paying my dues She gon´ lick it all, that´s the only way she come to my room If you pay for a hit,, don´t never call my phone, just check the news I can´t pay for a hit ´cause these niggas that I´m with, they with the shits I can´t take a pic ´cause if my bitch see it, she gon´ think I hit If we make a flick, bitch, we gotta use my phone, bitch, you ain´t slick Out here doing wrong to make it right, that´s why I´m trappin´ bricks You out here doing wrong, hatin´ on the youngins like Uncle Ice I ain´t gotta use my phone, I get on ´Iami time and go and swipe
Nigga want a feature, tell him to bring me fifty, that´s just my price If not, it´s nice to meet you, I´m really lit for life, this ain´t no hype
I might pull up with your boo Then hit a five-star restaurant, order me and her some soup Don´t matter how thick the bitch is, I won´t put her before my loot I´m fresh as fuck, fresh off a high-speed chase like Polo Pooh You will never catch me telling another nigga what I won´t do I be DMing bitches too I be liking pictures too If I like it, I´ma shoot If I strike it, then you might see that bitch slidin´ up my coupe
If I don´t like it, then I´ma refuse her calls and put that bitch on mute
I might wake up, blow some cheese I might go to sleep off that lean I might drip your bitch Celine Twenty-three hundred, that´s just on jeans Yeah, New Year´s with the stars, I be comin´ out way too clean I done ran it up off these trees, now I run it up off these beats I done ran it up out the streets, I done ran it up off these keys I might bless a ho if she sneeze, fuck you, bitch, no, you can leave Back in the day, these hoes ain´t wanna fuck, now they tryna meet Real runner-up, thuggin´ in these streets, nigga, just hand me my cleats
I´m way up out that nigga league Trappin´ bricks from Florida to Middle East They say she gon´ be a freak, only in the sheets But if she do that, I´ma go and buy that bitch a mink
My bitches don´t wear pink Ain´t talking ´bout no colors, I´m talkin´ ´bout that shit that be cheap How the fuck you YIC and you got signed to FBG? I can´t take a pic ´cause if my bitch see it, she gon´ think I hit If we make a flick, bitch, we gotta use my phone, bitch, you ain´t slick
I might pull up with your boo Then hit a five-star restaurant, order me and her some soup
Don´t matter how thick the bitch is, I won´t put her before my loot I´m fresh as fuck, fresh off a high-speed chase like Polo Pooh You will never catch me telling another nigga what I won´t do I be DMing bitches too I be liking pictures too If I like it, I´ma shoot If I strike it, then you might see that bitch slidin´ up my coupe If I don´t like it, then I´ma refuse her calls and put that bitch on mute
I´m way up out that nigga league Trappin´ bricks from Florida to Middle East They say she gon´ be a freak, only in the sheets But if she do that, I´ma go and buy that bitch a mink
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