Aye, pass me a Told that bitch She ask a nigga whatchamacall shit
Load 'em, let 'em, 'em Smoking, up [?] I'm gloing, you it I'm a four fifth Got 18 in it That fuckboy can 'em get some more and I'll do it over I fucked ya hoe, I'm sorry didn't that you own her His bitch a My watch how She don't Chief Sosa cause he pulled up in that whatchamacalla
My plug came through with the lean It got me moving all slow, doing things 50 dollars up in my Robin jeans Let a nigga try to it, smoke his ass like I am barbecuing I got my with me So that's a hundred shots with me Got a fat ass Glock for this fat ass guap like I got with me I ain't going broke [?] no lottery Steady say you getting money but you ain't, making my head hurt, stop it I see 1's and 5's, I see a lot of Can't that thot, wanna know what my momma think 'Cause of karma thing, I got my gun with me We come through and we send some [?] with big Glock Knock that nigga head off, he tried to my wrist watch call me big papa, all eyes on me, call me Lil Pac Boy you got that old ass car, that ain't no damn push
Load 'em, let 'em, 'em Smoking, up [?] I'm gloing, you it I'm blowing a four Got 18 in it fuckboy can hold 'em I'll get some more and I'll do it I fucked ya hoe, I'm didn't know that you own her His bitch a My watch how She don't like Sosa cause he pulled up in that whatchamacalla