Woah!
Boss Level ain't the only Pinnacle that we on Lil bitch
I swear I been pimpin' all the hoodratty hoes since 6
Momma told me, never trust a lil broad if she ain't bout shit
Good grades, if she doesn't give good brain
Still a dumb bitch
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
(Who that is baby?)
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
(Ayye who that is baby?)
YSL!
Catalogue on, you ain't heard this shit
Been in the Trench for too long that I became general in this bitch
But we ain't general, with the drip
We brought the water out, let her swim
We got the foreigns, nah not the Benz
Bring me Trojans out, horse whips
We took the baller route
You were back flipping on the boy thinking you slick
Put a pause on that shit
Yellow broad when I'm sick
White whores when I'm bored
Pay them a couple bricks to talk shit
Pay no mind on a whore
I only give her stick, then I dip
It's funny what bitches do for a chip
It's crazy what niggas do for a bitch
They steady creeping up on me and my niggas, they need a code to be it
We ain't really bout them tricks
Can't even Instagram when we Lit
It look like 2012 when we Lit
You might go colour blind from the drip
Bitch
Boss Level ain't the only Pinnacle that we on Lil bitch
I swear I been pimpin' all the hoodratty hoes since 6
Momma told me, never trust a lil broad if she ain't bout shit
Good grades, if she doesn't give good brain
Still a dumb bitch.
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
(Who that is baby?)
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
(Ayye who that is baby?)
Get the bag make it split
James McAvoy when I'm with the clique
I'm that boy
When I'm with your bitch
I make sure that she guggles kids
Real nigga since since
I can never try to make a switch, I'm already lit
Cuddle with the bricks, that my bitches bring
Young nigga hot, what the fuck you thought?
Sip on that blue bottle Bombay Sapph
A lil gas, just to match
Top shelf thot, blow her back
Put her on a track just to brag
Look at where we from and where we at
Full of shit that you don't know the half
And my bitch think bigger than her ass
Thought I told you that we never lack
Boss Level ain't the only Pinnacle that we on Lil bitch
I swear I been pimpin' all the hoodratty hoes since 6
Momma told me, never trust a lil broad if she ain't bout shit
Good grades, if she doesn't give good brain
Still a dumb bitch
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
(Who that is baby?)
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
(Ayye who that is baby?)
(Columbus Bricks Yeah)
I swear I been pimpin' all the hoodratty hoes since 6
Momma told me, never trust a lil broad if she ain't bout shit
Good grades, if she doesn't give good brain
Still a dumb bitch
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
(Who that is baby?)
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
(Ayye who that is baby?)
YSL!
Catalogue on, you ain't heard this shit
Been in the Trench for too long that I became general in this bitch
But we ain't general, with the drip
We brought the water out, let her swim
We got the foreigns, nah not the Benz
Bring me Trojans out, horse whips
We took the baller route
You were back flipping on the boy thinking you slick
Put a pause on that shit
Yellow broad when I'm sick
White whores when I'm bored
Pay them a couple bricks to talk shit
Pay no mind on a whore
I only give her stick, then I dip
It's funny what bitches do for a chip
It's crazy what niggas do for a bitch
They steady creeping up on me and my niggas, they need a code to be it
We ain't really bout them tricks
Can't even Instagram when we Lit
It look like 2012 when we Lit
You might go colour blind from the drip
Bitch
Boss Level ain't the only Pinnacle that we on Lil bitch
I swear I been pimpin' all the hoodratty hoes since 6
Momma told me, never trust a lil broad if she ain't bout shit
Good grades, if she doesn't give good brain
Still a dumb bitch.
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
(Who that is baby?)
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
(Ayye who that is baby?)
Get the bag make it split
James McAvoy when I'm with the clique
I'm that boy
When I'm with your bitch
I make sure that she guggles kids
Real nigga since since
I can never try to make a switch, I'm already lit
Cuddle with the bricks, that my bitches bring
Young nigga hot, what the fuck you thought?
Sip on that blue bottle Bombay Sapph
A lil gas, just to match
Top shelf thot, blow her back
Put her on a track just to brag
Look at where we from and where we at
Full of shit that you don't know the half
And my bitch think bigger than her ass
Thought I told you that we never lack
Boss Level ain't the only Pinnacle that we on Lil bitch
I swear I been pimpin' all the hoodratty hoes since 6
Momma told me, never trust a lil broad if she ain't bout shit
Good grades, if she doesn't give good brain
Still a dumb bitch
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
(Who that is baby?)
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!
(Ayye who that is baby?)
(Columbus Bricks Yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Athandile Kiva
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