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 me over, I'm shooting shit up Bitch, I got verses for the You ain't got that verse money, then nigga bye My bi, I'm straight I get that cake, andale
1] Pull up on your bitch, like skudda Told the bitch, is you hop in or what? I know you wanna this bud I know you wanna roll a thug nigga wanna mean mug Shoot his ass and his foot, his mug So the fuck nigga can't or can't talk And I smoke lime green, not the mothafucking rainbow And my can't fold Almighty Sosa, I'm hoe But in God I trust, and I don't fuck with, aye But my bankroll got rainbows, bitch Lil bitch, I got P's for the low Lil bitch, I got keys to the I then got indicted already, I don't a fuck The police pulled me over, I'm shit up Bitch, I got for the high You ain't got that money, then fuck nigga bye My bi, I'm straight Then I get that cake,
2] Been trapping out grandma Had knocking all at grandma house Told they ass pipe You get me in trouble, I'm only 16 now Now I'm as fuck And I got my own 'Bout to bring a D, sold that shit out my own Bought a keys, sold that shit out my own house see how I'm living now Riding in a Rarri, riding real 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 that ammo With a suitcase 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 don't a fuck The pulled me over, I'm shooting shit up Bitch, I got verses for the You ain't got that verse money, then fuck bye My bi, I'm straight I get that cake, andale