Riding with a tiny ass pistol like a secret agent
But the magazine in it longer than a piece of bacon
Throwing B's up like I'm holding a guitar pick
Come and get your bitch she a sucker, she a starfish
And she still got a price even though she's off the market
The mag only had fifteen I had to swap it
I get a cue to shoot if he getting out of pocket
And let this Hellcat shoot to 60 it's not a Dodge whip
The bitch malfunctioned or something
I had to swap her out
The mag ran out I was dumping
I had to swap it out
Why the moment that I up it
Now you tryna talk it out
This P365 is not a Dodge whip neither
Bitch this a good SIG heater
Hit his body and they chalk it out
J ain't have the cheese to spend so I told unc to walk it out
She ain't seen the crib it be the telly where I meet your girl
Yup I'm sliding catch my nut in my private she my secret squirrel
If I spin the block or spin a bitty I'm a real phantom
I just give her presents out my sack
I'm her secret Santa
This sherbert look like moss
Randy, Santana
I'm in the courthouse with a slime green bandana
Like FREE JEFF nem
If we gotta problem spin like Jeff nem
Clown ass nigga played it crazy he a jester then
They come to me to set the play
Guess I'm just like Lester then
They know I'm in my bag about that cheese
It's just how Chester been
I'm busting till the barrel red hot
Flaming Cheetos
I keep the metal on me
War Machine, Magneto
You not a fireplace but for you I brought the pokers out
Before we deal the cards we gone always take the jokers out
That's that Heath Ledger
Know it seem better keep them Aces high
The lil deuce cut'em like a diamond if he play it wild
Don't run your luck if I pull your card we gotta f*ck'em up
Bitch I ain't playing Tonk but know I drop a spread to double up
I'm playing Texas Hold'em everywhere I got pocket rockets
I'm playing witcho bitch I got the high score, I'm awesome
Left wrist on giant iceberg don't crash on it
Spent 900 on a fit just to ash on it
And spent 40 on her Fashion nova just to splash on it
And coulda hit your bitch too nigga but I just passed on it
Stupid nigga she gone take the stick and do some magic on it
Know I'm spazzin on it
That's what happen when J Classic on it
Pussy
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Riding with a tiny ass pistol like a secret agent
But the magazine in it longer than a piece of bacon
Throwing B's up like I'm holding a guitar pick
Come and get your bitch she a sucker, she a starfish
And she still got a price even though she's off the market
The mag only had fifteen I had to swap it
I get a cue to shoot if he getting out of pocket
And let this Hellcat shoot to 60 it's not a Dodge whip
The bitch malfunctioned or something
I had to swap her out
The mag ran out I was dumping
I had to swap it out
Why the moment that I up it
Now you tryna talk it out
This P365 is not a Dodge whip neither
Bitch this a good SIG heater
Hit his body and they chalk it out
J ain't have the cheese to spend so I told unc to walk it out
She ain't seen the crib it be the telly where I meet your girl
Yup I'm sliding catch my nut in my private she my secret squirrel
If I spin the block or spin a bitty I'm a real phantom
I just give her presents out my sack
I'm her secret Santa
This sherbert look like moss
Randy, Santana
I'm in the courthouse with a slime green bandana
Like FREE JEFF nem
If we gotta problem spin like Jeff nem
Clown ass nigga played it crazy he a jester then
They come to me to set the play
Guess I'm just like Lester then
They know I'm in my bag about that cheese
It's just how Chester been
I'm busting till the barrel red hot
Flaming Cheetos
I keep the metal on me
War Machine, Magneto
You not a fireplace but for you I brought the pokers out
Before we deal the cards we gone always take the jokers out
That's that Heath Ledger
Know it seem better keep them Aces high
The lil deuce cut'em like a diamond if he play it wild
Don't run your luck if I pull your card we gotta f*ck'em up
Bitch I ain't playing Tonk but know I drop a spread to double up
I'm playing Texas Hold'em everywhere I got pocket rockets
I'm playing witcho bitch I got the high score, I'm awesome
Left wrist on giant iceberg don't crash on it
Spent 900 on a fit just to ash on it
And spent 40 on her Fashion nova just to splash on it
And coulda hit your bitch too nigga but I just passed on it
Stupid nigga she gone take the stick and do some magic on it
Know I'm spazzin on it
That's what happen when J Classic on it
Pussy
But the magazine in it longer than a piece of bacon
Throwing B's up like I'm holding a guitar pick
Come and get your bitch she a sucker, she a starfish
And she still got a price even though she's off the market
The mag only had fifteen I had to swap it
I get a cue to shoot if he getting out of pocket
And let this Hellcat shoot to 60 it's not a Dodge whip
The bitch malfunctioned or something
I had to swap her out
The mag ran out I was dumping
I had to swap it out
Why the moment that I up it
Now you tryna talk it out
This P365 is not a Dodge whip neither
Bitch this a good SIG heater
Hit his body and they chalk it out
J ain't have the cheese to spend so I told unc to walk it out
She ain't seen the crib it be the telly where I meet your girl
Yup I'm sliding catch my nut in my private she my secret squirrel
If I spin the block or spin a bitty I'm a real phantom
I just give her presents out my sack
I'm her secret Santa
This sherbert look like moss
Randy, Santana
I'm in the courthouse with a slime green bandana
Like FREE JEFF nem
If we gotta problem spin like Jeff nem
Clown ass nigga played it crazy he a jester then
They come to me to set the play
Guess I'm just like Lester then
They know I'm in my bag about that cheese
It's just how Chester been
I'm busting till the barrel red hot
Flaming Cheetos
I keep the metal on me
War Machine, Magneto
You not a fireplace but for you I brought the pokers out
Before we deal the cards we gone always take the jokers out
That's that Heath Ledger
Know it seem better keep them Aces high
The lil deuce cut'em like a diamond if he play it wild
Don't run your luck if I pull your card we gotta f*ck'em up
Bitch I ain't playing Tonk but know I drop a spread to double up
I'm playing Texas Hold'em everywhere I got pocket rockets
I'm playing witcho bitch I got the high score, I'm awesome
Left wrist on giant iceberg don't crash on it
Spent 900 on a fit just to ash on it
And spent 40 on her Fashion nova just to splash on it
And coulda hit your bitch too nigga but I just passed on it
Stupid nigga she gone take the stick and do some magic on it
Know I'm spazzin on it
That's what happen when J Classic on it
Pussy
Writer: Jad Hamood, Jordan Brown
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