Pull up and drop a like a domino, vámonos I'mma tell a nigga bye adiós, vámonos
1: YT Triz] Which one of these pussy ass wanna Make a nigga smoke 'em like some See the chopper, we can pull the corner Feel 'em your back and got the on 'em 'Fore they turn your baby momma to a I stopped sellin' but I keep a stoner Never leave it, I'mma keep it on me Throw back (?) and you lonely Bitch pussy super wet Aquifina I'mma beat the pussy, Ike and All I know is racks like Leave for the white bitch, and Trina Niggas say that we we're beefin', so I'm eatin' Pretty pussy poppin' a perfect picture I pull and puff it, pass it fly as you ain't gettin' money, you ain't (?) witcha I've been get a rollin' Rova like a rollie polly Down to my last (?) jugg don't type Put a bad on the molly, holy mollie Put a chopper in the trunk, a truck while we loaded Workin' like a Mexican, I'm cash for it pull a robbery, just bought a mask for it Talk nigga sense, take a class for it And get to a nigga if he ask for it
Pull up and drop a nigga a domino, vámonos I'mma tell a bye like adiós, vámonos Why you talkin' on the phone, no talkin' on the phone, bitch Ain't no talkin' on the phone, Ain't no talkin' on the phone, Pull up and drop a nigga like a domino, I'mma tell a nigga bye like adiós,
[Verse 2: Rick Four carbonators in the up sideways, two six in the trunk That's how my little woe Hit licking, got a ho on the north side bottles in the bando Nigga to ride, runnin' out like Rambo Red in the Lambo Gettin' money so you know they I keep heavy ammo RIP out the (?) No shirt, dope, they consider me a hassle If ya got it, I'mma you Talkin' check fuckboy, so I it's time to cash you thought it was a costume Til I blow thirty racks 30 up at (?) Broke nigga better check Ice on, put Rose Gold on a Tec 9
[Verse 3: Lil Get the out the envelope, count it on the ironin' board That's a body blow, he Stand over him, blaow, now he Get the in the double cup, tryna drink it while it's cold Ballin' since 94, feelin' a pot of gold Neighborhood jump like My pussy taste like Häagen-Dazs Ride and die, you get buried Manilo to go, you got to go when it's your time to go I catch you later like a cold, down the road I got a ho, that got a ho, got a lot of hoes I rob a store, a stop n' go, I even rob the My stomach hurtin', palms itchin' a snotty nose Comin' through your curtains, guns spittin' high and low That's how it go, I need a fix, a nigga I to fix this fuckin' sickness before I explode My momma the streets wicked, I said ma I know And only thing said was how much I owe And givin' niggas tickets just for drivin' slow They its the codeine, I say "how you know?" A giant with the green, I ain't jolly It's YM , that's my team, nigga,