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 verses for the You got that verse money, then fuck nigga bye My bitch bi, I'm Then I get cake, andale
1] Pull up on your bitch, like skudda Told the bitch, is you gon' hop in or I know you smoke this bud I know you roll with a thug Fuck wanna mean mug Shoot his ass and his foot, 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 Almighty Sosa, I'm 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 a fuck The police me over, I'm shooting shit up Bitch, I got verses for the You ain't got that money, then fuck nigga bye My bi, I'm straight Then I get cake, andale
2] Been trapping out house Had junkies all at grandma house Told ass pipe down You get me in trouble, I'm only 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, that shit out my own house see how I'm living now Riding in a Rarri, riding real Hop in that mothafucka, skudda skuh, doing dash Naw baby, I ain't crash All I fucking do is ride Niggas wanna take that far them guns like Rambo Loaded up with ammo With a suitcase full of that
Lil bitch, I got P's for the low Lil bitch, I got keys to the I got indicted already, I don't 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, fuck nigga bye My bi, I'm straight I get that cake, andale