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[Intro: 1oneam]
Uh, huh
[Verse 1: 1oneam]
Ni-niggas weird, where's my bag?
Wipe that ho, can't do that
Yeah, yeah, bands, these hoes fast
Te-tell that bitch, "Ho, throw it back"
She wanna fuck on gang, that's that
In that pussy, that shit wet
Fuck all the four, that bitch, her neck
I-I don't want cuff, I want the cat
I-I don't want cuff, I want the racks
Put her on the team, put her on the track
She on my body, my dick and she mad
I'm-I'm with Osama, we get to the cash
He talkin' on gang, boy, we on your ass
These niggas sad, these boys be ass
Broke nigga, I sit back and laugh
Ha-ha, took a nigga bitch, now he mad
I like—, I like to play with the racks (Yeah)
Woke up, damn, finna hit Saks
Goin' up, bitch, I need to get plaques
Gettin' Vet', and this ho want black, huh
Nigga, the whip get [?]
Hell yeah, nigga, take out the trash
Uh, and the lil' 'Vette goes fast, hol' up (Slatt)
I'm finna pull out the racks, ayy
This bitch, she turned fast (Bee, bee), yeah (Let's go, let's go)
She give it up like, "Damn"
Fuckin' that bitch, I put her on cam
Playin' with bread, that boy, he'll get scammed
[Verse 2: OsamaSon]
Ca-call my slime, we gon' rip shit (Yeah)
I-I got bands, fuckin' this shit (Yeah)
Hop with a ho in a CLS (Skrrt, skrrt)
I was on Xans, I was like, "Who did this?"
Walk in, two-door, lean and cake
We-we finna [?], my head spinnin'
Mo-model ho say I act different (Yeah, yeah)
I'm like, "[?] this, so what?"
I said "Blitz," do-down set hot (Down set hot)
I'm-I'm in the back, in the back of the truck
Bitch, my slime keep it tucked (My slime)
Ye-yeah, I don't give no fuck (Yeah, yeah)
We drive—, we drive a lil' seater
Bro-broke nigga work at Pizza Hut
You-you can't see the Glock, it's tucked
Ye-yeah, we finna cut through this shit (Skrrt, skrrt, slime)
Bitch in the back of the CTS
Ba-bad ho wanna come eat me, yes
Go-go-got my mans from CVS
Ju-just [?], I feel blessed (Yeah)
In that catch, bitch, get catched, yeah
They wanna see me dead (See me dead)
I been too geeked up, all red (Mud-mud, slime, slime)
Twin tryna hop out, catch that ass
If I—, if I hop out, that's your ass
Yeah, I was in [?] class (Ooh)
Bih' wanna have fun, do the whole dash (Slatt)
Ye-yeah, ho better hope I don't crash, yeah
And your music ass (Go)
Balenci' tracks, you're still gettin' wacked (Let's go)
[Outro: OsamaSon]
Go
Go, go