Lil bitch, I got P's for the low Lil bitch, I got keys to the I got indicted already, I don't give a fuck The police pulled me over, I'm shit up Bitch, I got verses for the You got that verse money, then fuck nigga bye My bi, I'm straight Then I get that cake,
1] Pull up on your bitch, like skudda the bitch, is you gon' hop in or what? I know you smoke this bud I know you wanna roll a thug Fuck nigga wanna mug Shoot his ass and his foot, his mug So the fuck nigga walk or can't talk And I smoke lime green, not the mothafucking rainbow And my bankroll can't Sosa, I'm saint hoe But in God I trust, and frauds I don't with, aye But my bankroll got them rainbows, Lil bitch, I got P's for the low Lil bitch, I got keys to the I then got indicted already, I give a fuck The police pulled me over, I'm shooting up Bitch, I got verses for the You ain't got that money, then fuck nigga bye My bi, I'm straight I get that cake, andale
2] Been out grandma house Had junkies knocking all at house Told they ass pipe You gon' get me in trouble, I'm 16 now Now I'm as fuck And I got my own 'Bout to bring a D, that shit out my own house Bought a couple keys, sold that out my own house Should see how I'm now in a Rarri, riding real fast Hop in that mothafucka, skudda skuh, doing that Naw baby, I ain't crash All I fucking do is Nascar Niggas wanna take that far them guns like Rambo Loaded up with that a suitcase full of that marijuana
Lil bitch, I got P's for the low Lil bitch, I got to the door I then got indicted already, I give a fuck The police pulled me over, I'm shit up Bitch, I got verses for the You ain't got that verse money, then nigga bye My bitch bi, I'm Then I get cake, andale