Stirfry

Wanna buy me a foreign lil car
And don't even know how to make that mother fucker start
Imma' push up right there and then Skrrt off the lot
And I bought that bitch all cash on the block
Gimme a quarter I turn it to whole lil nigga
I do it right there, you flopped
And that bitch ain't worth dime, a penny, a nickel
She aint even worth my two dirty socks
Yeah
All us in the water lil nigga, you play in a kitty pool
I'm gon' hit me lil Johnny dang
Then get me a lil rang
Circle back, damn I forgot my tool (Circle back, circle back)
Yeah
We told him to set him up that lil nigga been ducking since middle school
Hang around with them Haitians, Jamaicans
Them niggas they know that they calling me Lil Rude
Yeah
He ain't going back there, he ain't nothing
You aint' purchase, so ain't no discussion
When I'm threw in the trap, in her stomach
Bitch I'm big slime, big B's yeah, I'm bumming
We gon' come through your block get to stunting
Police is outside cause they know the trap bussing
I hand her the keys and I tell her pick something
She suck on my thumb soon as I finish thumbing

Bad bitch like left eye
Bitch can't have my Wi-Fi
Oh you hungry, I take her to Popeye's
Drop her ass off and go get me a stirfry
Fucking that bitch on the ropes
We don't cuddle, it's high-fives
High beams sit like night lights
Ain't gone fumble that ball I'm like J Rice
He scratching his head like a dummy, he got lice
You ain't allowed around the trap I dont like mice
And I knock his ass out just like Mike (Tyson)
And I dunk on that bitch just like Mike (Jordan)
Got him dancing around just like Mike (Jackson)
Flip her over we shoulder to shoulder
My wave so official it hit like a boulder
I'm a Beamer boy baby, won't catch me in no rover
She slob on my dick and I tell her bend over
Gang



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Writer(s): Jabril Reed
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