What, what, what, what, what, what, what, what
We the ass, we the ass, we the ass, we the ass
Come on, come on
What? I just brought the pack right now
I'm looking at y'all, shit free as a f*ck, wanna get by them
Moving to work out in the end of time
My f*cker don't hurt that I'm blowing some loud
I pour me a four in my cup and I sip on that bitch and my ditty delay now
She sipping on land and handing the blood, I know I'm a f*ck
You dissin' my guy who shut your head, your ass by the duck
Put a lil' bun on my god, I'ma come through the cut, I'ma flip the bitch up
She want me to pivot her pussy out to the lil' bitch, I ain't got enough
She doing some tricks I ain't never seen, god damn, I ain't trying to cuff
I don't need four that side, I'll shoot that side, god damn, can't make you suck
I feel a lil' thirst right now to the lil' bro, put a lil' walk beside the cup
God damn, lil' brother, that's enough
Nigga, I'ma f*ck the six up, but what I was saying
I be on the pussy like bad, she f*cking with me, I'm the man
I'm mixing it, yeah, in the pan, I tell my P.O. to plan
What? Y'all finna get me started
Smoking more weed than Bob Marley
I'm working the wrist out of iCarly
She want me to eat, but she at a barbie, god damn
Told my fiend if you need something weed , lil' nigga, just hit the door
You know I'ma lower demand, that's why I get countin' lil' bands with my ass closed
And I was just trying to get money
Wake up the high rider while we scraping bows
I'm calling a friend in my house, I'ma give him a sample
Lil' cup close his nose
Let's go
What? None of these f*ck niggas see me
Your baby daddy wanna be me
F*ck with a guy with a lil' ass on the scene
She give me some head
I tell her I love her, but bitch, I don't mean it
I whip in the pad like my only nanny
I sip out my cup, now I'm cold, they ain't dreamin
What? I'ma go cop me an AP
Nigga, make one more move
I'ma put damn k where his motherf*ckin' neck be
Hot damn nigga, come and test me
I slide for the guys that's how it be
I know if I do it for them, they gon' do it for me
That's how it's supposed to be
Make one call, it's an emergency
Dude, what's he about to say to us
Well, if y'all have to slow down in this neighborhood going down the hill right there
I was going like 12 miles per hour
You shut the f*ck up when I'm talking to you, boy
Bitch-made boy
Alright
I don't know if I stuttered
Get that camera off me, boy
Dude, my bad
Understood
Yes, sir
Get the f*ck out of here
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What, what, what, what, what, what, what, what
We the ass, we the ass, we the ass, we the ass
Come on, come on
What? I just brought the pack right now
I'm looking at y'all, shit free as a f*ck, wanna get by them
Moving to work out in the end of time
My f*cker don't hurt that I'm blowing some loud
I pour me a four in my cup and I sip on that bitch and my ditty delay now
She sipping on land and handing the blood, I know I'm a f*ck
You dissin' my guy who shut your head, your ass by the duck
Put a lil' bun on my god, I'ma come through the cut, I'ma flip the bitch up
She want me to pivot her pussy out to the lil' bitch, I ain't got enough
She doing some tricks I ain't never seen, god damn, I ain't trying to cuff
I don't need four that side, I'll shoot that side, god damn, can't make you suck
I feel a lil' thirst right now to the lil' bro, put a lil' walk beside the cup
God damn, lil' brother, that's enough
Nigga, I'ma f*ck the six up, but what I was saying
I be on the pussy like bad, she f*cking with me, I'm the man
I'm mixing it, yeah, in the pan, I tell my P.O. to plan
What? Y'all finna get me started
Smoking more weed than Bob Marley
I'm working the wrist out of iCarly
She want me to eat, but she at a barbie, god damn
Told my fiend if you need something weed , lil' nigga, just hit the door
You know I'ma lower demand, that's why I get countin' lil' bands with my ass closed
And I was just trying to get money
Wake up the high rider while we scraping bows
I'm calling a friend in my house, I'ma give him a sample
Lil' cup close his nose
Let's go
What? None of these f*ck niggas see me
Your baby daddy wanna be me
F*ck with a guy with a lil' ass on the scene
She give me some head
I tell her I love her, but bitch, I don't mean it
I whip in the pad like my only nanny
I sip out my cup, now I'm cold, they ain't dreamin
What? I'ma go cop me an AP
Nigga, make one more move
I'ma put damn k where his motherf*ckin' neck be
Hot damn nigga, come and test me
I slide for the guys that's how it be
I know if I do it for them, they gon' do it for me
That's how it's supposed to be
Make one call, it's an emergency
Dude, what's he about to say to us
Well, if y'all have to slow down in this neighborhood going down the hill right there
I was going like 12 miles per hour
You shut the f*ck up when I'm talking to you, boy
Bitch-made boy
Alright
I don't know if I stuttered
Get that camera off me, boy
Dude, my bad
Understood
Yes, sir
Get the f*ck out of here
We the ass, we the ass, we the ass, we the ass
Come on, come on
What? I just brought the pack right now
I'm looking at y'all, shit free as a f*ck, wanna get by them
Moving to work out in the end of time
My f*cker don't hurt that I'm blowing some loud
I pour me a four in my cup and I sip on that bitch and my ditty delay now
She sipping on land and handing the blood, I know I'm a f*ck
You dissin' my guy who shut your head, your ass by the duck
Put a lil' bun on my god, I'ma come through the cut, I'ma flip the bitch up
She want me to pivot her pussy out to the lil' bitch, I ain't got enough
She doing some tricks I ain't never seen, god damn, I ain't trying to cuff
I don't need four that side, I'll shoot that side, god damn, can't make you suck
I feel a lil' thirst right now to the lil' bro, put a lil' walk beside the cup
God damn, lil' brother, that's enough
Nigga, I'ma f*ck the six up, but what I was saying
I be on the pussy like bad, she f*cking with me, I'm the man
I'm mixing it, yeah, in the pan, I tell my P.O. to plan
What? Y'all finna get me started
Smoking more weed than Bob Marley
I'm working the wrist out of iCarly
She want me to eat, but she at a barbie, god damn
Told my fiend if you need something weed , lil' nigga, just hit the door
You know I'ma lower demand, that's why I get countin' lil' bands with my ass closed
And I was just trying to get money
Wake up the high rider while we scraping bows
I'm calling a friend in my house, I'ma give him a sample
Lil' cup close his nose
Let's go
What? None of these f*ck niggas see me
Your baby daddy wanna be me
F*ck with a guy with a lil' ass on the scene
She give me some head
I tell her I love her, but bitch, I don't mean it
I whip in the pad like my only nanny
I sip out my cup, now I'm cold, they ain't dreamin
What? I'ma go cop me an AP
Nigga, make one more move
I'ma put damn k where his motherf*ckin' neck be
Hot damn nigga, come and test me
I slide for the guys that's how it be
I know if I do it for them, they gon' do it for me
That's how it's supposed to be
Make one call, it's an emergency
Dude, what's he about to say to us
Well, if y'all have to slow down in this neighborhood going down the hill right there
I was going like 12 miles per hour
You shut the f*ck up when I'm talking to you, boy
Bitch-made boy
Alright
I don't know if I stuttered
Get that camera off me, boy
Dude, my bad
Understood
Yes, sir
Get the f*ck out of here
Writer: Cordell Pulliam
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