Ayy, on the up, ayy on the up
Okay, six, bitch
Let's get it, alright
Back to backpacks, damn, I need another sack
Hit the bitch front to back, make her f*ckin' ass clap
Uji bitch, Shane shakin' ass, Celeste in the rack
Big booty bitch, she sell more pussy than I sell packs
Six ain't trip, beef in the center to the f*ckin' hatch
F*ck a B&B, I'm finna beat her down in the back
Dipshit big, hit me so we goin' off f*ckin' track
Bitch, I'm Uncle Sam, ho, gimme my tax
I know what you said, ho, I'll call you back
Bluntin' in the street, this shit like Fear Factor
Cut my lil' nigga up, cause he a real pistol packer
Unc just sold me this bitch, it's a whippersnapper
Bitch done pissed me off, now I'm goin' after her daddy
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Nigga, this my show now
Big K's and big pistol, nigga, I'm tryna blow up the house
Every section blocked off, nigga, yes, it's by the ounce
Hell yeah, I taught that big titty bitch to bounce
In the club gettin' real nasty, startin' to blacken out
In the club trappin', nigga, and you only got an ounce
I can wrestle pit bulls, hit the nigga in the snow
Only balls and scales, nigga, when we in the second house
Oops, checkpoint, bitch, we goin' the other road
West all fired, so we goin' to the f*ckin' south
Gargoyle, he tryna let off hunnid in the crowd
My throat hurt, this pussy, nigga, ain't freak the mob
Bitch, don't bring the Pals, nigga, if it ain't loud
Nigga, pussy on the floor, boy, I'm bout' to powder out
Big booty mill, bitch, I'm seein' what this bitch about
Bitch, throw that ass on me and motherf*ckin' bounce
Ha ha ha ha