Curtains in Da Whip
Who these niggas be
Think they can step to the set
Pull up on block
Don't need no tints
Bitch it's curtains in the whip
Keep tommy tuck
He talking shit
Tommy gone up in yo shit
Yo dad a hoe
Ain't that some shit
That you a son of a bitch
Who these niggas be
Think they can step to the set
Pull up on block
Don't need no tints
Bitch it's curtains in the whip
Keep tommy tuck
He talking shit
Tommy gone up in yo shit
Yo dad a hoe
Ain't that some shit
That you a son of a bitch
Put bacon soda on a ball
And watch the whole 7 flip
I feel like Ski
Got faucet failure
Bitch i came with the drip
And you know i got the gas
Cough when the blunt hit my lip
Walk in the class don't ask me if i Got the gas smell the stench
Aye
I can run fast
Gotta win the race
You can see who last by the look
Thats on are face
Don't grab my pants
I don't wanna catch no case lil bitch
Lean competition
Make you see yo physician
Haha
Pockets Crippin
To full i switch positions
Kaelah told me stack it
But i spent it all cus i don't listen
No bond with my conscience
Don't know my intentions
But know i'm the 1
Cus i make all the right decisions
Who these niggas be
Think they can step to the set
Pull up on block
Dont need no tints
Bitch it's curtains in the whip
Keep tommy tuck he talking shit
Tommy gone up in his shit
Yo dad a hoe ain't that some shit that You a son of a bitch
Who these niggas be
Think they an step to the set
Pull up on block
Dont need no tints
Bitch it's curtains in the whip
Think they can step to the set
Pull up on block
Don't need no tints
Bitch it's curtains in the whip
Keep tommy tuck
He talking shit
Tommy gone up in yo shit
Yo dad a hoe
Ain't that some shit
That you a son of a bitch
Who these niggas be
Think they can step to the set
Pull up on block
Don't need no tints
Bitch it's curtains in the whip
Keep tommy tuck
He talking shit
Tommy gone up in yo shit
Yo dad a hoe
Ain't that some shit
That you a son of a bitch
Put bacon soda on a ball
And watch the whole 7 flip
I feel like Ski
Got faucet failure
Bitch i came with the drip
And you know i got the gas
Cough when the blunt hit my lip
Walk in the class don't ask me if i Got the gas smell the stench
Aye
I can run fast
Gotta win the race
You can see who last by the look
Thats on are face
Don't grab my pants
I don't wanna catch no case lil bitch
Lean competition
Make you see yo physician
Haha
Pockets Crippin
To full i switch positions
Kaelah told me stack it
But i spent it all cus i don't listen
No bond with my conscience
Don't know my intentions
But know i'm the 1
Cus i make all the right decisions
Who these niggas be
Think they can step to the set
Pull up on block
Dont need no tints
Bitch it's curtains in the whip
Keep tommy tuck he talking shit
Tommy gone up in his shit
Yo dad a hoe ain't that some shit that You a son of a bitch
Who these niggas be
Think they an step to the set
Pull up on block
Dont need no tints
Bitch it's curtains in the whip
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Writer(s): Jayni Brookin
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