They think I'm crazy, I won't show no love to no hoe, like, know you gonna f*ck on my bro
Too lit, and I ain't did no show, I might drop a tape on the low
I used to have clientele, twenty-four/seven, they hitting my low
I used to get it and go
Pack big as a whole bell, mama like "what's that smell?" like "I don't know"
Pull up with my blick, spreading a crowd like whistle, that's if I let this bitch blow
Better get on your feet, and kick some shit, little nigga, better go find you a goal
I took his main hoe, and now he mad sad, this bitch bad, and I'm on go, let's go
I got a big bag, and now they mad sad, this bitch bad, uh huh, let's go
Go, go, go, go, go
Uh huh, let's go!
I got a cannon and I let it blow on a bitch like I got nine kids
I got way too lit last night, I don't know what I did
Free 38 cause he doing a bid
Since 2020 I been stuck in the crib
Man I ain't wrote a damn song in a minute
This shit been straight off the top
F*ck twelve, can't f*ck with the cops
I ain't into the streets, I ain't got no opps
But if he step, I'm gonna make him a opp
F*ck that, he get put in a blunt, smoking that nigga like runtz
Turn that little niggas to ashes, dust
All white on her fingers and toes a must
He must be crazy, he think he get close to us
They think I'm crazy, I won't show no love to no hoe, but I know you gonna f*ck on my bro
Too lit, and I ain't did no show, I might drop a tape on the low
I used to have clientele, twenty-four/seven, they hitting my low
I used to get it and go
Pack big as a whole bell, mama like "what's that smell?" like "I don't know"
Pulling up with my blick, spreading a crowd like whistle, that's if I let this bitch blow
Better get on your feet, and kick some shit, lil nigga, better go find you a goal
I took his main hoe, and now he mad sad, this bitch bad, and I'm on go, let's go
I got a big bag, and now they mad sad, this bitch bad, uh huh, let's go
Go, go, go, go, go
Uh huh, let's go!
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go!
