She know I'm that nigga
Word
Get with me
Me and my dad both players Ken Griffey
P's in the trunk
To a stroller in the trunk
That's ya bitch but
I could still control her if I want
Your ex man better stay in line
And skate
He play he gon die over ex box ok
I don't think he can handle
All of these scandals
Because she keep flippling flopping like sandals
(Sandals)
(Haha)
Nah I'm still going
We gon do this shit again
(Yea)
I keep rocking
Scoring like Randal
Still do low top dunks
Or high vandals
Brand new drip
I'm coppin
New flannels
She even let hump in the back
Like camels
(What)
Let the hoe choose nigga
(Choose)
First time I made TV was the news nigga
(Was the News)
I ain't finna take a L
To you new niggas
(Not you)
Hell nah
I don't care about you niggas
Nah
(Nah)
(Nah)
Haha
Nah
(Nah)
(Nah)
Uh
She let me hit like
(Like like)
She on my dick like
(Likelike)
She let me hit like
(Like like)
She on my dick like
(Like like)
Look
My rap like football
It's no Kap in it
I ball like my Knicks
With no cap limit
I do what I want to do
And that's facts innit
If I'm lying
You can tell me that I am
I'm a killa like Cam
When it come to the fam
Any nigga that talk
With no money
Tell them scram
If he somethin like me
Then that nigga the man
Uh
(That's facts nigga)
(Yea that nigga the man)
(Watch out)