Lil bitch, I got P's for the low Lil bitch, I got to the door I then got indicted already, I give a fuck The pulled me over, I'm shooting shit up Bitch, I got verses for the You ain't got that verse money, then fuck bye My bitch bi, I'm I get that cake, andale
1] Pull up on your bitch, skudda skuh Told the bitch, is you hop in or what? I know you wanna smoke bud I know you roll with a thug Fuck nigga wanna mug Shoot his ass and his foot, his mug So the fuck nigga can't or can't talk And I only smoke green, not the mothafucking rainbow And my can't fold Sosa, I'm saint hoe But in God I trust, and frauds I fuck with, aye But my got them rainbows, bitch Lil bitch, I got P's for the low Lil bitch, I got to the door I then got indicted already, I don't give a The police pulled me over, I'm shit up Bitch, I got for the high You ain't got that verse money, then fuck bye My bitch bi, I'm I get that cake, andale
2] Been out grandma house Had junkies knocking all at house Told they ass pipe You gon' get me in trouble, I'm 16 now Now I'm grown as And I got my own 'Bout to bring a D, that shit out my own house Bought a couple keys, sold shit out my own house see how I'm living now Riding in a Rarri, real fast Hop in mothafucka, skudda skuh, doing that dash Naw baby, I gon' crash All I fucking do is Nascar Niggas wanna take that far Shooting them guns Rambo up with that ammo With a suitcase full of marijuana
Lil bitch, I got P's for the low Lil bitch, I got to the door I then got indicted already, I don't give a The pulled me over, I'm shooting shit up Bitch, I got verses for the You ain't got that verse money, then nigga bye My bi, I'm straight Then I get that cake,