Internet gangster, he tryna get clout Break down a brick like Wreck-It Ralph Backdoor the plug, shit, wrong house
On GPS it say it´s the right one Nigga got spanked, his man tried to hype him Keep this shit in the streets, why I gotta type him? Three hundred in the clip like a, uh Three hundred in the clip like a Chrysler
He said he your man, he ended up folding Cut off the alarm, the garage door open "Xan fell off," the fuck is you smoking? Don´t fuck with these niggas, that´s how I be coping Ran it up, I got two beats from Dolan Free car, bitch, you know that bitch stolen Yodel-ay-he-hoo, the Glock get to yodeling I sold your man huff, he ain´t even open it I kept that shit in the street You can get left when we meet
I censor the Glock, bleep Bad lil´ bitch, she petite (I´m ´bout to flood the Philippe) Wrap it up, fold it up, wrap it up, fold it up neat Mexican plug named Luis (I need a QP) I´m counting up Jacksons, he Hang out the window, whee I got some Wock´ in my pee I get it lit, I get it wild I got a big Glock on me now Big four-five, nigga, we go ka-blaow I watch how you move, I´m peepin´ your style I walk in the house, give me all the loot My OG shootin´ shit like Uncle Drew What do you take? Bitch, a W Couldn´t get your man, we gon´ buck at you Hold on, this nigga Xan crazy
It´s like five of us and one of you I don´t give a fuck, it´s more targets to shoot I´m uppin´ a glizzy, I´m robbing a few Most of these niggas be bitches Man, since lil´ niggas, they ain´t botherin´ you I feel like a star, bitch, I´m ´bout to shoot Backdoor move, he think we in kahoots
Internet gangster, he tryna get clout Break down a brick like Wreck-It Ralph Backdoor the plug, shit, wrong house On GPS it say it´s the right one Nigga got spanked, his man tried to hype him Keep this shit in the streets, why I gotta type him? Three hundred in the clip like a, uh Three hundred in the clip like a Chrysler