Rugrat
Ayy, bitch
Jay, bitch
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
I'm cool like a smoothie nigga
Pull up, get hit with this Uzi nigga (bitch)
Got clips like a movie nigga (bitch)
She don't want you, you a goofy nigga (yeah)
I'm 'bout to run a bitch just like that
I'm 'bout to turn up
Hold up
Ayy, bitch, ayy, ayy
Spin a Glock wit' this stick (bitch)
I got an AK this bitch gotta kick (gotta kick)
I don't talk to no boss (no boss)
Last year in high school i trapped in the halls (in the halls)
Graduated from the streets (streets)
That nigga want war, lil' nigga let's meet (let's meet)
He can't fuck, beat his meat
That bitch did him dirty, she fuckin' wit' me (wit' me)
Versace my sheets (yeah)
10k that's on me, designer on me (on me)
I used to wear Vans
Can't fuck wit' that shit
My stick cost a grand (1k)
She says I'm the man
I hit from the back, I'm watching it clap (god damn)
I keep a strap (yeah)
She grabbin' my gun
She think that's my meat (uh uh)
I'm rich and you broke (broke)
My mama, she love me
She say I'm the goat (uh)
1k on the coat (God)
I'm spendin' this money
I'm tryna go broke (uh)
Bruh, my bitch is so bad (uh)
I'm givin' her cash, I'm givin' her cash (damn)
Hit a lick, did the dash (wuh)
The feds took my cash and they found my gas (?)
Her neck worth a jag
When I get a bag, I change up my swag (ooh)
She callin' me dad
But, I'm not her dad, I'm fuckin' impaired
I'm grabbin' her ass
I'm countin' this cash, back to the ass (?)
I'm drivin' so fast
Ferrari and eight, I pay that in cash
Bitch!
Jay, bitch
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
I'm cool like a smoothie nigga
Pull up, get hit with this Uzi nigga (bitch)
Got clips like a movie nigga (bitch)
She don't want you, you a goofy nigga (yeah)
I'm 'bout to run a bitch just like that
I'm 'bout to turn up
Hold up
Ayy, bitch, ayy, ayy
Spin a Glock wit' this stick (bitch)
I got an AK this bitch gotta kick (gotta kick)
I don't talk to no boss (no boss)
Last year in high school i trapped in the halls (in the halls)
Graduated from the streets (streets)
That nigga want war, lil' nigga let's meet (let's meet)
He can't fuck, beat his meat
That bitch did him dirty, she fuckin' wit' me (wit' me)
Versace my sheets (yeah)
10k that's on me, designer on me (on me)
I used to wear Vans
Can't fuck wit' that shit
My stick cost a grand (1k)
She says I'm the man
I hit from the back, I'm watching it clap (god damn)
I keep a strap (yeah)
She grabbin' my gun
She think that's my meat (uh uh)
I'm rich and you broke (broke)
My mama, she love me
She say I'm the goat (uh)
1k on the coat (God)
I'm spendin' this money
I'm tryna go broke (uh)
Bruh, my bitch is so bad (uh)
I'm givin' her cash, I'm givin' her cash (damn)
Hit a lick, did the dash (wuh)
The feds took my cash and they found my gas (?)
Her neck worth a jag
When I get a bag, I change up my swag (ooh)
She callin' me dad
But, I'm not her dad, I'm fuckin' impaired
I'm grabbin' her ass
I'm countin' this cash, back to the ass (?)
I'm drivin' so fast
Ferrari and eight, I pay that in cash
Bitch!
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Writer(s): Davine Nesbitt
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