Bakkwoods
Im upping the glock god bless you
You don't text me i won't text you
The bitch sexy might bless you
Tryna get cuffed let a sheriff arrest you
I am not him baby i can't caress you
Turn him a vegan vegetable
ET i'm extra terrestrial
Im tryna fit her in my schedule
Bitch lemme kno when you available
Bitch lemme kno when you available
813 Hit me up on my cellular
Why this ho keep on thinking i'm regular
Got a thottie i think her name jessica
She keep droolin all over my ethikas
Alla dees bitches be lion like simba
Make her say pause my nga continue
We at the spot we jus shot up the venue
Ready to eat i'm like wats on the menu
He wanted smoke got sum bullets to send you
Thru the mail
Yea ima fly nga can you tell
And i caught you shopping nga retail
Wats in the glock 40 hell shells
We sent em to hell like a demon and sht
And yo bitti gon licky the penis and sht
Caught em lackin we scheming and creep in the whip
Want my kiddies oh really my semen lil bitch
It's expensive you gotta pay fees in this bitch
YBK forever ain't no reason to switch
Ian ridin witchu less it's cheese in the whip
And you switchin fa cash boy you green as a bitch
Kno i got it i really got green in this bitch
I remember that i used to dream for this sht
Like a car wit no a/c got heat in this bitch
Got a text from yo girl say she fiendin fa dick
I'm outta town lil bitch oh well
I feel like Obama wife cuz wen I pull up promise I don't miss shells
You don't text me i won't text you
The bitch sexy might bless you
Tryna get cuffed let a sheriff arrest you
I am not him baby i can't caress you
Turn him a vegan vegetable
ET i'm extra terrestrial
Im tryna fit her in my schedule
Bitch lemme kno when you available
Bitch lemme kno when you available
813 Hit me up on my cellular
Why this ho keep on thinking i'm regular
Got a thottie i think her name jessica
She keep droolin all over my ethikas
Alla dees bitches be lion like simba
Make her say pause my nga continue
We at the spot we jus shot up the venue
Ready to eat i'm like wats on the menu
He wanted smoke got sum bullets to send you
Thru the mail
Yea ima fly nga can you tell
And i caught you shopping nga retail
Wats in the glock 40 hell shells
We sent em to hell like a demon and sht
And yo bitti gon licky the penis and sht
Caught em lackin we scheming and creep in the whip
Want my kiddies oh really my semen lil bitch
It's expensive you gotta pay fees in this bitch
YBK forever ain't no reason to switch
Ian ridin witchu less it's cheese in the whip
And you switchin fa cash boy you green as a bitch
Kno i got it i really got green in this bitch
I remember that i used to dream for this sht
Like a car wit no a/c got heat in this bitch
Got a text from yo girl say she fiendin fa dick
I'm outta town lil bitch oh well
I feel like Obama wife cuz wen I pull up promise I don't miss shells
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Writer(s): Ybk Mello
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