Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Ermonte Myles Uitenham
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
Bitch, I'm smokin' gas, tree tops
And I got the drink, got the re-rock
Choppa clean his body out, like a detox
Hold up, pull the whip over, man, I see three thots
Me and bro, you already know we gon' hit them hoes
Then we go, then we out the door
Choppa lift a **** body up, like a tow motor
Ridin' in a foreign V6, on a fuckin' motor
V6, yeah, the motor V6
All this water on my body
You would think I'm seasick, like what
That's your thot, huh, she gon' do whatever
I say, so she can please this, like, what
She need this, like, what, she need this
I'll take a **** pack, hell yeah, seize this, like, what
That bitch, she ain't got no taste to her pussy
Seize it, like, what
Diamonds, they on me, they shinin
These bitches blingin', like, what
Why these **** hatin'
****, they be lyin' in they raps, they be fakin'
****, they be cappin' you just chit-chat
****, you ain't really rappin'
What you rappin' about
You don't even to know what you talkin' about
You just seen another **** did
What you talkin' about, like, what
Watch your mouth, (huh, huh)
I'm a snake, ****, you a mouse
Eat it rat, ****, if he snitchin' out, run his mouth
Hell nah we gon' run him down, gun him down
Got the snipers, we gon' gun him down
**** had his pole, but he ain't shoot back
Bitch, I'm on the way like a durag
You see two regular ****, I see two f****gs
Pussy **** just tried to jock my swag
Shitted on these ****, oops, my bad
Shitted on these ****, oops, my bad
I just rode past, 12 goin' fast
Goddamn, do, the race, they was on my ass
She need this, like, what, she need this
I'll take a **** pack, hell yeah, seize this like, what
That bitch, she ain't got no taste to her pussy
Seize it, like, what
Diamonds, they on me, they shinin
These bitches blingin', like, what
Pull up with the chopper
Lil' boozy, walk it out, like, what
You don't even to know what you talkin about
You just seen another **** did
What you talkin' about, like, what
Yo bitch fully loaded like a full mag
Yeah, bitch, the bomb like a Arab
Caskets come in threes, where the tre' at?
Shootin' on the corner like a play craps
I just need the cash, where the safe at?
Taught them boys, this ain't nothin' to play at
Show up spray some bullets, where you pray at
Pop up anywhere you think you safe at
Bet not get to hidin' where your face at
Givin' 12 somethin' they can trace at
**** wanna hit me with them soft jabs
Hit me where the addresses, where yo spot at
Say you in the gym, but where you spot at?
**** pushin' weight until the toe tag
Stayin' well connected, I got no lags
Rumble in the jungle, I go Ron Sav
I'ma fuck your main on the strip
Trap that bitch down Luke Kane in that shit
I'ma Hussein on the lip
If I'm able I'ma put the cane in this bitch
Satan swag on that drip If she beggin'
I'ma put a demon a, bitch
She need this, like, what, she need this
I'll take a **** pack, hell yeah, seize this, like, what
That bitch, she ain't got no taste to her pussy
Seize it, like, what
Diamonds, they on me, they shinin'
These bitches blingin', like, what
Pull up with the chopper
Lil' boozy, walk it out, like, what
You don't even to know what you talkin about
You just seen another **** did
What you talkin' about, like, what
That bitch, she ain't got no taste to her pussy
Seize it, like, what
Diamonds, they on me, they shinin'
These bitches blingin', like, what
Pull up with the chopper
Lil' boozy, walk it out, like, what
You don't even to know what you talkin about
You just seen another **** did
What you talkin' about, like, what
Written by: Ermonte Myles Uitenham