Pull up and drop a nigga like a domino, I'mma a nigga bye like adiós, vámonos
[Verse 1: YT one of these pussy ass niggas wanna Make a smoke 'em like some marijuana See the chopper, we can pull the corner Feel 'em your back and got the on 'em 'Fore they turn your momma to a loner I sellin' rocks but I keep a stoner Never leave without it, keep it on me back (?) and leave you lonely Bitch pussy super wet Aquifina I'mma beat the pussy, Ike and All I know is like Sabrina Leave for the white bitch, French and Niggas say that we we're beefin', so I'm eatin' Pretty pussy poppin' paint a picture I pull and puff it, it fly as caterpillar Nigga you ain't gettin' money, you ain't (?) I've been tryna get a rollin' Rova like a polly Down to my (?) jugg don't smoke type Put a bad on the molly, holy mollie Put a chopper in the trunk, a truck while we loaded like a Mexican, I'm gettin' cash for it Finna pull a robbery, bought a mask for it Talk street sense, take a class for it And I'll get to a if he ask for it
Pull up and drop a like a domino, vámonos I'mma tell a nigga bye like adiós, Why you on the phone, bitch? Ain't no talkin' on the phone, no talkin' on the phone, bitch Ain't no talkin' on the phone, Pull up and drop a nigga a domino, vámonos tell a nigga bye like adiós, vámonos
[Verse 2: Rick Four in the dome up sideways, two six in the trunk That's how my woe ride Hit finger licking, got a ho on the north Black in the bando Nigga ready to ride, out like Rambo Red light in the Gettin' money so you know heard I keep heavy ammo RIP out the (?) No shirt, blowin' dope, they me a hassle If ya got it, snatch you Talkin' check fuckboy, so I think time to cash you Haters thought it was a Til I thirty racks 30 minutes up at (?) Broke nigga better check Ice on, even put Gold on a Tec 9
[Verse 3: Lil Get the cash out the envelope, count it on the ironin' That's a body blow, he over him, blaow, now he ghost Get the drank in the double cup, drink it while it's cold Ballin' since 94, feelin' a pot of gold jump like Geronimo My bitch pussy taste Häagen-Dazs Ride and die, you get buried Manilo Time to go, you got to go it's your time to go I catch you later a common cold, down the road I got a ho, that got a ho, that got a lot of I rob a store, a stop n' go, I rob the poor My stomach hurtin', itchin' with a snotty nose Comin' through your curtains, spittin' aimin' high and low That's how it go, I need a fix, a diagnose I to fix this fuckin' sickness before I explode My momma said the streets wicked, I ma I know And only thing pops said was how I owe And cops givin' niggas just for drivin' slow tell its the codeine, I say "how you know?" A giant with the green, I ain't jolly It's YM , my team, nigga, vámonos