Lil bitch, I got P's for the low Lil bitch, I got to the door I then got indicted already, I don't a fuck The pulled me over, I'm shooting shit up Bitch, I got for the high You ain't got verse money, then fuck nigga bye My bi, I'm straight Then I get cake, andale
1] Pull up on your bitch, skudda skuh the bitch, is you gon' hop in or what? I you wanna smoke this bud I know you roll with a thug Fuck nigga mean mug his ass and his foot, then his mug So the nigga can't walk or can't talk And I smoke lime 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 money, then fuck nigga bye My bi, I'm straight Then I get cake, andale
2] Been trapping out grandma Had knocking all at grandma 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 keys, sold that shit out my own house Should see how I'm now Riding in a Rarri, riding real Hop in mothafucka, skudda skuh, doing that dash Naw baby, I gon' crash All I do is ride Nascar Niggas wanna that that far Shooting them guns like 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 got indicted already, I don't give a fuck The pulled me over, I'm shooting shit up Bitch, I got for the high You ain't got that money, then fuck nigga bye My bitch bi, I'm I get that cake, andale