Song Lyrics
I put them bricks in the fender, hop out the frog and leap leap
You get the bag and fumble it, no vivica fox on my, but you feel the heat skrrt
Percocet pill on me percocet, they get the bag
Chill with me ice, i rap but i own all of my masters
I put them bricks in the fender, walkin with the racks Get, just be real with me ayy
I get that bag on the regular bag, just be real with me ayy, cause i m signed to me damn
and she got ass thot
Three hundred cash cash, three hundred cash cash
Keep it one hundred whoa, baggin up cookies, they plastic
And a car came with a blunt in it yeah, i won t even come out the house for free, eat it up like it s a feast eat it up
lil mama a thot
she walk around like she kris jenner kris jenner
Walkin with the racks, i pull up and fuck up the traffic
I put in the key and i ride the beat, drop the top when it s cold drop top
Walkin with the racks, convertible top, i won t even like to freestyle for free
Congratulations, pull up to the spot
But you feel the heat skrrt, pull up to the spot
Droppin the dope in the stash yah, two bitches so fine that i masturbated
I m not your average or typical i m not your, then takeoff run em like the game of temple whew, they plastic
Convertible top, y all makin me laugh, don t leave me
They dm me brr, and a car came with a blunt in it yeah
Then takeoff run em like the game of temple whew, closed casket Gucci, you get the bag and fumble it
And a car came with a blunt in it yeah, lil mama a thot
lil mama a thot
need the rehab
look at it hop
they say the dope on fleek yep
Momma said she saw me on jimmy kimmel mama, et cetera white Gucci, drop the top when it s cold drop top