With That
Hunnid' bands, hunnid' bands
Dropped on the head of any nigga that want it man
Pop me a Xannie I'm fast
I'm so fast I'm so faster than Sonic man
True the man, true the man, true to my nigga
True religion, Buddha man
My money stack tall as Ludacris afro
And I swear I'ma shoot with that
I just hit for 9 birds, what I'ma do with that?
Pull up on the curb, then you hop out and be through with that
I'm so fresh like dish detergent
If you not fresh she so through with that
If you are a nerd, everything here you not cool with that
Yes you not cool, no you not bool
I don't give no damn I'm not calling you boo
My bitch she a jewel
You can't prove a point, boy you know you so doomed
You know you so doomed
I swear I'm so lost with no clue
Don't know what to do
Over load, over load I over load on these niggas
Ain't know how to milk these cows
She made that dick grow now it's big like a tower
Yaow, front pockets filled up with bands, no Bible
Hunnid' bands, hunnid' bands
Dropped on the head of any nigga that want it man
Pop me a Xannie I'm fast
I'm so fast I'm so faster than Sonic man
True the man, true the man, true to my nigga
True religion, Buddha man
My money stack tall like Ludacris afro
And I swear I'ma shoot with that
I just hit for 9 birds, what I'ma do with that?
Pull up on the curb, then you hop out and be through with that
I'm so fresh like dish detergent
If you not fresh she so through with that
If you are a nerd, everything here you not cool with that
Pull up hop out the block, they tucking they tail like a hooter clan
Dressed in all black, I'm always on the road, just like a Uber man
We wrappin' and sendin' them packs
Soon as they land we movin' em
Blame it on the OG's, they influenced me on everything
Count money nigga, I ain't juh met money, nigga
I put lipstick on the 'rari, she say that's delicious
Who that in that Crown Vic, he look suspicious (Shhh)
I just jugged 100 pounds, I made a...
Hunnid' bands, hunnid' bands
Dropped on the head of any nigga that want it man
Pop me a Xannie I'm fast
I'm so fast I'm so faster than Sonic man
True the man, true the man, true to my nigga
True religion, Buddha man
My money stack tall like Ludacris afro
And I swear I'ma shoot with that
I just hit for 9 birds, what I'ma do with that?
Pull up on the curb, then you hop out and be through with that
I'm so fresh like dish detergent
If you not fresh she so through with that
If you are a nerd, everything here you not cool with that
Dropped on the head of any nigga that want it man
Pop me a Xannie I'm fast
I'm so fast I'm so faster than Sonic man
True the man, true the man, true to my nigga
True religion, Buddha man
My money stack tall as Ludacris afro
And I swear I'ma shoot with that
I just hit for 9 birds, what I'ma do with that?
Pull up on the curb, then you hop out and be through with that
I'm so fresh like dish detergent
If you not fresh she so through with that
If you are a nerd, everything here you not cool with that
Yes you not cool, no you not bool
I don't give no damn I'm not calling you boo
My bitch she a jewel
You can't prove a point, boy you know you so doomed
You know you so doomed
I swear I'm so lost with no clue
Don't know what to do
Over load, over load I over load on these niggas
Ain't know how to milk these cows
She made that dick grow now it's big like a tower
Yaow, front pockets filled up with bands, no Bible
Hunnid' bands, hunnid' bands
Dropped on the head of any nigga that want it man
Pop me a Xannie I'm fast
I'm so fast I'm so faster than Sonic man
True the man, true the man, true to my nigga
True religion, Buddha man
My money stack tall like Ludacris afro
And I swear I'ma shoot with that
I just hit for 9 birds, what I'ma do with that?
Pull up on the curb, then you hop out and be through with that
I'm so fresh like dish detergent
If you not fresh she so through with that
If you are a nerd, everything here you not cool with that
Pull up hop out the block, they tucking they tail like a hooter clan
Dressed in all black, I'm always on the road, just like a Uber man
We wrappin' and sendin' them packs
Soon as they land we movin' em
Blame it on the OG's, they influenced me on everything
Count money nigga, I ain't juh met money, nigga
I put lipstick on the 'rari, she say that's delicious
Who that in that Crown Vic, he look suspicious (Shhh)
I just jugged 100 pounds, I made a...
Hunnid' bands, hunnid' bands
Dropped on the head of any nigga that want it man
Pop me a Xannie I'm fast
I'm so fast I'm so faster than Sonic man
True the man, true the man, true to my nigga
True religion, Buddha man
My money stack tall like Ludacris afro
And I swear I'ma shoot with that
I just hit for 9 birds, what I'ma do with that?
Pull up on the curb, then you hop out and be through with that
I'm so fresh like dish detergent
If you not fresh she so through with that
If you are a nerd, everything here you not cool with that
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Writer(s): London Tyler Holmes, Jeffery Lamar Williams
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