Bad little bitch in her (huh) looking lil bitty (huh) Pull up and fuck up the (huh) Go hundred and biggy (huh) Jump outta choppas top of into coupes without the ceiling (woah) I seen my uncle whippin chickens used to serve in front the (woah) I seen a lot of I swear to God I never tell about it (no) Been through a lot of shit I think the he let me make it out it (I think the Lord) I never switch up on my don't know what I'd do without em (huh-huh) Niggas talk that shootin shit but we know shooters move in silence (huh-huh) Niggas they that gunnin shit but we know shooters move in silence (huh-huh) I roll niggas on parole and niggas that's promoting violence (huh-huh) I let the whip get while a momma give a nigga knowledge (huh-huh) I never wonder but I took that work and put instead the (huh-huh) I'm thinking bout coppin' a Masi In the booth, I run out a lot of bucks If you ain't bout your you can't rock with us nigga you broke, get your pockets up Haters they see say shots at us I'm about to just fucking commas up Shit, I get my side bitch an Aston Martin Man, I just did a show at the garden We it so hard but the guts is soft Still eat a plate on my porch Called it, promised, I done told us be the niggas swervin a six, yeah, without the Thirty plus, getting top, that's an feeling, if he hated before I do not forgive him Do it all for my dawgs that's just in prison, finna be in this 'Rarri just counting chicken
Bad little in her Vickys (huh) Beautiful lil bitty (huh) up and fuck up the city (huh) Go hundred and biggy (huh) Jump outta top of buildings into coupes without the ceiling (woah) I seen my uncle whippin chickens used to serve in front the (woah) I seen a lot of shit I to God i never tell about it (no) Been through a lot of shit I think the Lord he let me it out it (I think the Lord) I never switch up on my niggas don't what I'd do without em (huh-huh) Niggas they talk shooting shit but we know shooters move in silence
Bad little in her Vickys (huh) Beautiful lil bitty (huh) Pull up and fuck up the (huh) Go hundred and biggy (huh) outta choppas top of buildings into coupes without the ceiling (woah) I seen my uncle whippin chickens used to in front the children (woah)