B.A.HO (feat. Whoodini, Wiz Khalifa & Giggs)

Just bring me a pack of backwoods and a slushie Whookid I want to eat your brain Used to be cute, but you used up your pussy juice Man's telling lies in the booth, but it should be truth Man's travelling with the ball, but it should be hoot Man spent the whole damn advance and he couldn't recuse Me put that work for the crew, but it should be you Dog, you move short for the gang, that's a Scooby-Doo What's the word? I'm with Herb, and that's living proof And my bitch fabulous, but won't chip a tooth I don't get the science, fam your music's whack How you get the clients? And he got grabber Pussy stop the crying Pussy got stabber with the household appliance Pussy got fatter And my blocks badder, what you smoking on? Well you got grabber, you just blabbering, you a top blagger Might be cocky in your chest, that's a block bladder You a hoe, cause you Pussy got badder Got a bitch out in Cali, Daryl O's like a hula-hoo Got a new car that I just bought when I drive it I might lose the roof Gotta go out and get ghost status if you wanna do what I do Got a few bitches with me when I go out, some new ones choosin' too Gotta be a boss if you wanna talk to me, my nigga, who are you? Got a few niggas that's supposed to send some shots But they ain't shootin' hoops Got a few girls that got they body done Might throw em in the pool Got a few pals that might fly out the country, I like breaking rules I don't play to lose, baby girl, I play to win She gon' let me hit it from the back and don't go on a date again She gon' let me pull out all these racks Make niggas put they wager in I'ma hit it and don't call her back, I'm on my rockstar ways again Fuck your hater friend, tryna cop the money I made again You ain't got enough arch in your back, baby girl, make it bend Know she gon' let me fuck, even though she said I can't again Ten bitches at my crib, they say they wanna stay again They don't lay a hoe, lay a money, make it real I want to eat your brains