Andale
Bitch, I got P's for the low (P's for the low)
Lil' bitch, I got keys to the door
I then got indicated already, I don't give a fuck (I don't give a fuck)
The police pulled me over, I'm shooting shit up
(Screw, screw, bang, uhm- bang)
Bitch, I got verse for the high (verse for the mofuckin' high)
You ain't got that verse money, then fuck nigga bye (fuck nigga bye)
My bitch bi, I'm straight (I'm straight)
Then I get that cake, andale (andale)
Pull up on your bitch, like skudda skuh
To the bitch, is you gon' hop in or what?
I know you wanna smoke some of his bud
I know you wanna roll with a thug
Fuck nigga wanna mean mug
Shoot his ass and his foes, then he's mud
So the fuck nigga can't walk, but can't talk
And I only smoke lime green, not that mothafucking rainbow (aye)
And my bankroll can't fold
Almighty Sosa, I'm a saint, hoe
But in God I trust, and frauds I don't fuck with, aye
But my bankroll got them rainbows, bitch
Bitch, I got P's for the low (P's for the low)
Lil' bitch, I got keys to the door (keys to the door)
I then got indicted already, I don't give a fuck (I don't give a fuck)
The police pulled me over, I'm shooting shit up
(Screw, screw, bang, uhm- bang)
Bitch, I got verse for the high (verse for the mofuckin' high)
You ain't got that verse money, then fuck nigga bye (fuck nigga bye)
My bitch bi, I'm straight (I'm straight)
Then I get that cake, andale (andale)
Been trapping out grandma house
Had junkies knocking all on grandma house
Told they ass pipe down
You gon' get me in trouble, I'm only 16 now
Now I'm grown as fuck
And I got my own house
'Bout to bring a D, sold that shit out my own house
Bought a couple keys, sold that shit out my own house
Should've seen how I'm living now
Riding in that 'Rari, riding real fast
Hop in that mothafucka, skudda skuh, doing that dash
Naw baby, I ain't gon' crash
All I fucking do is ride Nascar
Niggas wanna take that that far
Shooting them guns like Rambo
Loaded up with that ammo
With a suitcase full of that marijuana
Bitch, I got P's for the low (P's for the low)
Lil' bitch, I got keys to the door (keys to the door)
I then got indicated already, I don't give a fuck (I don't give a fuck)
The police pulled me over, I'm shooting shit up
(Screw, screw, bang, uhm- bang)
Bitch, I got verse for the high (verse for the mofuckin' high)
You ain't got that verse money, then fuck nigga bye (fuck nigga bye)
My bitch bi, I'm straight (I'm straight)
Then I get that cake, andale (andale)
Lil' bitch, I got keys to the door
I then got indicated already, I don't give a fuck (I don't give a fuck)
The police pulled me over, I'm shooting shit up
(Screw, screw, bang, uhm- bang)
Bitch, I got verse for the high (verse for the mofuckin' high)
You ain't got that verse money, then fuck nigga bye (fuck nigga bye)
My bitch bi, I'm straight (I'm straight)
Then I get that cake, andale (andale)
Pull up on your bitch, like skudda skuh
To the bitch, is you gon' hop in or what?
I know you wanna smoke some of his bud
I know you wanna roll with a thug
Fuck nigga wanna mean mug
Shoot his ass and his foes, then he's mud
So the fuck nigga can't walk, but can't talk
And I only smoke lime green, not that mothafucking rainbow (aye)
And my bankroll can't fold
Almighty Sosa, I'm a saint, hoe
But in God I trust, and frauds I don't fuck with, aye
But my bankroll got them rainbows, bitch
Bitch, I got P's for the low (P's for the low)
Lil' bitch, I got keys to the door (keys to the door)
I then got indicted already, I don't give a fuck (I don't give a fuck)
The police pulled me over, I'm shooting shit up
(Screw, screw, bang, uhm- bang)
Bitch, I got verse for the high (verse for the mofuckin' high)
You ain't got that verse money, then fuck nigga bye (fuck nigga bye)
My bitch bi, I'm straight (I'm straight)
Then I get that cake, andale (andale)
Been trapping out grandma house
Had junkies knocking all on grandma house
Told they ass pipe down
You gon' get me in trouble, I'm only 16 now
Now I'm grown as fuck
And I got my own house
'Bout to bring a D, sold that shit out my own house
Bought a couple keys, sold that shit out my own house
Should've seen how I'm living now
Riding in that 'Rari, riding real fast
Hop in that mothafucka, skudda skuh, doing that dash
Naw baby, I ain't gon' crash
All I fucking do is ride Nascar
Niggas wanna take that that far
Shooting them guns like Rambo
Loaded up with that ammo
With a suitcase full of that marijuana
Bitch, I got P's for the low (P's for the low)
Lil' bitch, I got keys to the door (keys to the door)
I then got indicated already, I don't give a fuck (I don't give a fuck)
The police pulled me over, I'm shooting shit up
(Screw, screw, bang, uhm- bang)
Bitch, I got verse for the high (verse for the mofuckin' high)
You ain't got that verse money, then fuck nigga bye (fuck nigga bye)
My bitch bi, I'm straight (I'm straight)
Then I get that cake, andale (andale)
Credits
Writer(s): Keith Cozart, Michael Brendan O Brien
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