Dumpin'
I was dumpin in them fuckin streets since I was a jit
Took dat choppa to the fuckin range I bet it won't miss
Now you mad lil pussy nigga better not diss
I got three hoes gave me brain now they tryna
Kiss
Free my niggas locked up doin time watch my wrist
These ain't fake these is yellow diamonds ya they look like piss
She a nasty bitch fucked my boy now she want my dick
She a slick hoe when she look at me she lick her lips
Fuck da feds they pulled up
All dis ice coola
Bad bitch a couga
Ridin round wit shootas
I don't know where they go lil bitch I'm on the road
Smokin big loud in big crowds make a nigga choke
You a pussy nigga stop talkin fore I grab my pole
This a forty inch wit a dick ion need no scope
For da whole team Brodie I can't wife no shone
I'm feelin godly and holy I'm talkin to the pope
I was dumpin in them fuckin streets since I was a jit
Took dat choppa to the fuckin range I bet it won't miss
Now you mad lil pussy nigga better not diss
I got three hoes gave me brain now they tryna
Kiss
Free my niggas locked up doin time watch my wrist
These ain't fake these is yellow diamonds ya they look like piss
She a nasty bitch fucked my boy now she want my dick
She a slick hoe when she look at me she lick her lips
Fuck a bitch wit my trues on I get my cool on
All dis ice call me frozone put my suit on
On the go I'm on the road Dior Dez tour
Finger itchin on that pole let a nigga pull up
I been dumpin in these streets ya dem nigga know dat
Pull up at the fuckin party screaming where da hoes at
You ain't gang hangin you a bitch nigga don't cap
She was screaming Dior Dez now I broke ya hoe back
You was talkin hella reckless 4 5 click clack
Always hatin cuz A nigga done copped a new bag
Ion need a key got a push to start blue jag
Sold da Bentley coupe now I bought a charger hellcat
Got a thousand horses new exhaust no cat
Bitch I'm totin heat keep da fuckin toolie in the back
These is hollow tips pussy u don't want nun of dat
Put da nozzle to ya brain and I let dat hoe rip
Niggas talkin hella reckless I'm gone empty dat clip
Niggas thinkin I don't tote got a 40 on my hip
And I fuck on yo bitch
Put a bullet in yo lips
Took dat choppa to the fuckin range I bet it won't miss
Now you mad lil pussy nigga better not diss
I got three hoes gave me brain now they tryna
Kiss
Free my niggas locked up doin time watch my wrist
These ain't fake these is yellow diamonds ya they look like piss
She a nasty bitch fucked my boy now she want my dick
She a slick hoe when she look at me she lick her lips
Fuck da feds they pulled up
All dis ice coola
Bad bitch a couga
Ridin round wit shootas
I don't know where they go lil bitch I'm on the road
Smokin big loud in big crowds make a nigga choke
You a pussy nigga stop talkin fore I grab my pole
This a forty inch wit a dick ion need no scope
For da whole team Brodie I can't wife no shone
I'm feelin godly and holy I'm talkin to the pope
I was dumpin in them fuckin streets since I was a jit
Took dat choppa to the fuckin range I bet it won't miss
Now you mad lil pussy nigga better not diss
I got three hoes gave me brain now they tryna
Kiss
Free my niggas locked up doin time watch my wrist
These ain't fake these is yellow diamonds ya they look like piss
She a nasty bitch fucked my boy now she want my dick
She a slick hoe when she look at me she lick her lips
Fuck a bitch wit my trues on I get my cool on
All dis ice call me frozone put my suit on
On the go I'm on the road Dior Dez tour
Finger itchin on that pole let a nigga pull up
I been dumpin in these streets ya dem nigga know dat
Pull up at the fuckin party screaming where da hoes at
You ain't gang hangin you a bitch nigga don't cap
She was screaming Dior Dez now I broke ya hoe back
You was talkin hella reckless 4 5 click clack
Always hatin cuz A nigga done copped a new bag
Ion need a key got a push to start blue jag
Sold da Bentley coupe now I bought a charger hellcat
Got a thousand horses new exhaust no cat
Bitch I'm totin heat keep da fuckin toolie in the back
These is hollow tips pussy u don't want nun of dat
Put da nozzle to ya brain and I let dat hoe rip
Niggas talkin hella reckless I'm gone empty dat clip
Niggas thinkin I don't tote got a 40 on my hip
And I fuck on yo bitch
Put a bullet in yo lips
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Writer(s): Desi Fuentes
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