Hello!

Trap Hard bitch I want the cash
The boys on my ass then I'm doing the dash
Gang coming in first never coming in last
If she come to my spot then I'm smacking her ass
Slide down in a Hyundai Sonata
Jay smoking the yowa but can't leave the grabba
Walk in the party I'm seeing the babas
I'm catching a vibe like I'm in the Bahamas
Lil shawty be bugging not calling her mamas
Come to the crib and I slap in pajamas
I play wit her feelings like playing the cello
Off of the gas and I'm feeling real mello
She shaking her booty it's shaking like jello
Balling real hard like I'm playing at bello
If you want the work come and hit up my cell oh
I'm all in the kitty not talking no hello

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Pew pew pew
Pew pew pew)
Hakuna Matata
I am a slaughter
I got a 30 it song like the opera
I caught an Opp then I'm popping his poppa
I split an Opp and you know I'm gonna rob him
Spinning your block and I shoot with a chopper
She got no head bald head chopper

Beat his ass now that nigga my son
Big 40 got kick back I ain't talking no punt
When I'm fucking that bitch, she praying to god
When I'm bussing her cheeks, she blowing my socks
Big chop let it sing like usher
Homie mad cuz I'm fucking his mother
When you hear the clap, that's the sound of some thunder
(Pew pew pew)
Bomb his crib, Allahu Akbar
All in her guts, and I'm breaking her back
Ball on these niggas yea I feel like Shaq
He wanna fee then you know I'm gone tax
I fucked that bitch, then I sent her a cab
She rubbing rubies, I ain't talking no max
When I buss her cheeks she be like ow
I'm off the shrooms yea I'm hella smacked
All white fazos shit look like crack
You wanna fuck gotta pay a fee
Thick bitch got the wet wet like the beach
She giving that brain, shit come and teach
Me, Zay and Jay got her on her knees



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Writer(s): Zaire Moore
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