Tundra
Keep that magazine with the thirty round clip
Droppin' body's gotta a glocky chillin in the whip
If he gotta problem we gon' pull up better dip
If he gotta problem better up and solve it quick
Get hit with the stick and that come from my bitch
She like to play with choppas and she like to suck my dick
And I don't want no partner, tryna get up in my shit
No I'm not your armor, don't want take care of no trick
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, and I don't do if it ain't about a bag
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, and I refuse her if she don't wanna gimme head
Yuh yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, was never there consider all my day ones dead
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, better now cause I stay focused on the bread
Drop a band, She a fan
Ask for top, I'll be damned
Twenty grand, In my hand
Spend it all, Do it again
Light some trees, Thumb through some cheese
Bad ass bitch, With double D,s
She like to tease, Don't say please
She like the tundra, How she make em freeze
Keep that magazine with the thirty round clip
Droppin' body's gotta a glocky chillin in the whip
If he gotta problem we gon' pull up better dip
If he gotta problem better up and solve it quick
Get hit with the stick and that come from my bitch
She like to play with choppas and she like to suck my dick
And I don't want no partner, tryna get up in my shit
No I'm not your armor, don't want take care of no trick
Droppin' body's gotta a glocky chillin in the whip
If he gotta problem we gon' pull up better dip
If he gotta problem better up and solve it quick
Get hit with the stick and that come from my bitch
She like to play with choppas and she like to suck my dick
And I don't want no partner, tryna get up in my shit
No I'm not your armor, don't want take care of no trick
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, and I don't do if it ain't about a bag
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, and I refuse her if she don't wanna gimme head
Yuh yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, was never there consider all my day ones dead
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, better now cause I stay focused on the bread
Drop a band, She a fan
Ask for top, I'll be damned
Twenty grand, In my hand
Spend it all, Do it again
Light some trees, Thumb through some cheese
Bad ass bitch, With double D,s
She like to tease, Don't say please
She like the tundra, How she make em freeze
Keep that magazine with the thirty round clip
Droppin' body's gotta a glocky chillin in the whip
If he gotta problem we gon' pull up better dip
If he gotta problem better up and solve it quick
Get hit with the stick and that come from my bitch
She like to play with choppas and she like to suck my dick
And I don't want no partner, tryna get up in my shit
No I'm not your armor, don't want take care of no trick
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Writer(s): Sydney Colaw
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