Bitch, I'm sacked up
Bitch, I'm racked up
Bitch, I'm stacked up
I Rock Louis, Gucci, Prada, niggas know I shop at Saks
Yellow bone super fine, know I'm hitting that from the back
If you see me in the club, niggas know I got that strap
Security tried to search a nigga but we coming through the back
See the sparklers in the air? You know them bottle's on the way
CMG taking over mane, that's all the DJ play, right on, right on
In the club with my white on, shawty got something tight on
And if that's your bitch then you might have to fight homes
Gripping on her ass, niggas say I'm disrespectful
I pulled up in that Lamb', niggas say I disrespected 'em
If I'm wanted then I'm running fast, know they gotta catch me
Niggas shot at me and missed, oh, the Lord blessed him
I sell dope, I fuck hoes and make songs 'bout the shit
I rob niggas for they work and don't feel wrong 'bout the shit
You a pussy ass nigga, you don't belong with no bricks
I pop pills, I feel good, I mix Patrone with the shit
In the club going hard, niggas know I got them racks
In the kitchen whipping hard, niggas know I got that sack
In this bitch going hard, niggas know I got them racks
In the kitchen whipping hard, niggas know I got that sack
Niggas standing on the couches, throwing signs on the club
V.I.P. bitch, I don't wait in line at the club
It's a photo shoot, Fed taking pictures in this bitch
I'm a nice guy, buying bitches liquor in this bitch
Got my fam' with me, plus my nigga Zilla in this bitch
'I Don't Give a Fuck,' I'm back on my Ridgecrest shit
Yelling, "Thug Life", niggas on that Tupac shit
Minnesota twins bitch, I'm on my two glock shit
You niggas screwed up, put you on ya news box shit
Body found by the river, feed it cement bricks
Ew, she nasty, she just had a semen dish
She suck the skin off the dick, you should've seen this bitch
They say I'm nasty, I think I'ma clean this bitch
Shawty suck it so good, think I'ma clean this bitch
Psych, she not the type to be a wife
She get her pass, for the night
In the club going hard, niggas know I got them racks
In the kitchen whipping hard, niggas know I got that sack
In this bitch going hard, niggas know I got them racks
In the kitchen whipping hard, niggas know I got that sack
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