IYKYK
Grrah
Aah
Grrah, grrah, boom
Grrah, grrah, boom
(Grrah)
Niggas chattin' like I don't do what? (Like I don't do what?)
If he front, he get hit in his gut (grrah)
Keep a nine on my hip 'cause I swear that I'm clutch
Watch her slob on my dick while I hold on her bun, like (while I hold on her bun)
He sneak dissin', that nigga a bum (that nigga a bum)
Pop out at dark, all he seen was the gun (all he seen was a gun)
On sight, I'ma blick 'cause I know he gon' run ('cause I know he gon' run)
It get tact' where I stay, better tote you a gun, like (better tote you a mop)
Bitch, it's OG's or no G's (bitch, it's OG's)
Hop out and I 'oot like Ginóbli (grrah, grrah)
Rest in peace Diddy, he clutch like he Kobe
She poppin' her titty, she don't even know me (she don't even know me)
I don't care 'bout no he say, she say (like what?)
Why that goofy put me in a song?
I can't wait 'til I catch little DThang
I let that heat sing, now he in a song (now he in a wrap)
Watch these opp niggas put this on replay (put this on replay)
Watch a opp nigga run like it's relay (like it's relay)
Stackin' hunnids on hunnids, then replay (then replay)
Have our way with the money, my team payed
(Grrah, grrah)
If he movin' wild, get to packin' like Green Bay (like Green Bay)
Bitches act if they just wanna meet gang (like what?)
Off the 'migo, she actin' a fool (she actin' a fool)
Holy moly, we might need a room (we might need a what?)
Hit her once but I won't hit her twice (I won't hit her twice)
Missed him once but I won't miss him twice (won't miss him twice)
Bullets hittin' him harder than Mike (harder than Mike)
Shootin' movies, I'm feelin' like Spike (feelin' like Spike)
Opp thought, 'cause the beatin' like Ike
They say that we sweet, come see what it's like (what it's like)
I bet he won't leave with his life
If not, I bet he won't sleep for some nights (uh-huh)
Smoochies off Henny, they geekin' all night (uh-huh)
She get low, watch her shake it like Riri (like Riri)
42, 'migo's got her actin' 'eaky
He put on a show, we aimin' at his figi
Pour a deuce, watch it drop in the Fiji
Niggas broke and all them niggas needy (niggas needy)
Catch 'em lackin', we gon' do 'em greazy (greazy)
Niggas chattin' like I don't do what? (Like huh?)
If he front, he get hit in his gut (grrah, grrah)
Keep a nine on my hip 'cause I swear that I'm clutch (swear)
Watch her slob on my dick while I hold on her bun, like (hold on her bun)
He sneak dissin', that nigga a bum (nigga a bum)
Pop out at dark, all he seen was the gun (seen was the gun)
On sight, I'ma blick 'cause I know he gon' run
It get tack where I stay, better tote you a gun, like (better tote you a mop)
Bitch, it's OG's or no G's (bitch, it's OG's)
Hop out and I 'oot like Ginóbli
Rest in peace Diddy, he clutch like he Kobe
She poppin' her titty, she don't even know me
I don't care 'bout no he say, she say
Why that goofy put me in a song? (Like what?)
I can't wait 'til I catch little DThang
I let that heat sing, now he in a song (grrah, grrah, boom)
Grrah, grrah, boom
Why that goofy put me in a song? (Grrah)
Thottie shakin', get it in her thong
Like, thottie shakin', got her in her thong
Aah
Grrah, grrah, boom
Grrah, grrah, boom
(Grrah)
Niggas chattin' like I don't do what? (Like I don't do what?)
If he front, he get hit in his gut (grrah)
Keep a nine on my hip 'cause I swear that I'm clutch
Watch her slob on my dick while I hold on her bun, like (while I hold on her bun)
He sneak dissin', that nigga a bum (that nigga a bum)
Pop out at dark, all he seen was the gun (all he seen was a gun)
On sight, I'ma blick 'cause I know he gon' run ('cause I know he gon' run)
It get tact' where I stay, better tote you a gun, like (better tote you a mop)
Bitch, it's OG's or no G's (bitch, it's OG's)
Hop out and I 'oot like Ginóbli (grrah, grrah)
Rest in peace Diddy, he clutch like he Kobe
She poppin' her titty, she don't even know me (she don't even know me)
I don't care 'bout no he say, she say (like what?)
Why that goofy put me in a song?
I can't wait 'til I catch little DThang
I let that heat sing, now he in a song (now he in a wrap)
Watch these opp niggas put this on replay (put this on replay)
Watch a opp nigga run like it's relay (like it's relay)
Stackin' hunnids on hunnids, then replay (then replay)
Have our way with the money, my team payed
(Grrah, grrah)
If he movin' wild, get to packin' like Green Bay (like Green Bay)
Bitches act if they just wanna meet gang (like what?)
Off the 'migo, she actin' a fool (she actin' a fool)
Holy moly, we might need a room (we might need a what?)
Hit her once but I won't hit her twice (I won't hit her twice)
Missed him once but I won't miss him twice (won't miss him twice)
Bullets hittin' him harder than Mike (harder than Mike)
Shootin' movies, I'm feelin' like Spike (feelin' like Spike)
Opp thought, 'cause the beatin' like Ike
They say that we sweet, come see what it's like (what it's like)
I bet he won't leave with his life
If not, I bet he won't sleep for some nights (uh-huh)
Smoochies off Henny, they geekin' all night (uh-huh)
She get low, watch her shake it like Riri (like Riri)
42, 'migo's got her actin' 'eaky
He put on a show, we aimin' at his figi
Pour a deuce, watch it drop in the Fiji
Niggas broke and all them niggas needy (niggas needy)
Catch 'em lackin', we gon' do 'em greazy (greazy)
Niggas chattin' like I don't do what? (Like huh?)
If he front, he get hit in his gut (grrah, grrah)
Keep a nine on my hip 'cause I swear that I'm clutch (swear)
Watch her slob on my dick while I hold on her bun, like (hold on her bun)
He sneak dissin', that nigga a bum (nigga a bum)
Pop out at dark, all he seen was the gun (seen was the gun)
On sight, I'ma blick 'cause I know he gon' run
It get tack where I stay, better tote you a gun, like (better tote you a mop)
Bitch, it's OG's or no G's (bitch, it's OG's)
Hop out and I 'oot like Ginóbli
Rest in peace Diddy, he clutch like he Kobe
She poppin' her titty, she don't even know me
I don't care 'bout no he say, she say
Why that goofy put me in a song? (Like what?)
I can't wait 'til I catch little DThang
I let that heat sing, now he in a song (grrah, grrah, boom)
Grrah, grrah, boom
Why that goofy put me in a song? (Grrah)
Thottie shakin', get it in her thong
Like, thottie shakin', got her in her thong
Credits
Writer(s): Steven Marsden, Von Wayne Charles, Qwayshawn Cannon, Dharan Basavaraj
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