In This Bitch
Ay
Im drunk as fuck
And its thots in this bitch
We brought glocks in this bitch
And its opps in this bitch, ay
Spin this bitch around
I left my extra clip at the crib
Four niggas, that's like 100 bullets
They know what it is
Brown bitch, face beat
Ass cheeks, hangin out
One me, four niggas?
Fuck it, we got bang it out
Nigga tried to justify that hoe shit
That is not playa
I got the sauce, they tryna run off, it is not theirs
Fucked my bitch to sweat a fever off, I was not well
I ain't slept 48 hours, you cannot tell
Up with P's, 900 Gs on a T-scale
Niggas they be pussy, but on God imma prevail
Fat nigga, if he talking hard, crack his seashell
Big ass nigga
Nigga gon chop yo big ass down in this mothafucka
Forreal
Fuck you
Fuck the plane you flew in on
Fuck them shoes
Fuck those socks with the belt on it
Fuck your gay-ass fairy faggot accent
Fuck them cheap-ass cigars
Fuck your yuck-mouth teeth
Fuck your hairpiece
Fuck your chocolate
Fuck Guy Ritchie
Fuck Prince William
Fuck the Queen
Imma rap like Nardo Wick
Cause ion know where the bass at
Anytime I fuck a opp bitch, I use a latex
I be high, I don't know how to steer
Where the racetrack?
Latina, ion say shit, I just lay back
We got big blicks in this mothafucka, knock yo face off
Knock a nigga head off with a club, Like its TapeGolf
Damn, I meant Top Golf
King Pin, I could give a fuck
You'll get knocked off
Send a bitch over his shit to get his rocks off
Door cracked, so this the plan
Imma slap her and kill you
I hope you understand
This nigga spit in my face, I'm finna shoot his ass
(Stupid ass nigga shut up)
That nigga ass got to yelling like the coochie man
Just 30 minutes ago, he was doin the coochie dance
(Just 30 minutes ago, he was doin the coochie dance)
Im drunk as fuck
And its thots in this bitch
We brought Glocks in this bitch
And its opps in this bitch, ay
Spin this bitch around
I left my extra clip at the crib
Four niggas, that's like 100 bullets
They know what it is
Brown bitch, face beat
Ass cheeks, hangin out
One me, four niggas?
Fuck it, we got bang it out
If it ain't one, uh
If it aint one thing that you gon do
Just stand on all ten, uh
Ay
If it aint one thing that you gon do
Just stand on all ten, ay
Stand on all, uh
Stand on all ten
What that boy say? Ay
We got glocks in this bitch
And its shots in this bitch, ay
Im drunk as fuck
And its thots in this bitch
We brought glocks in this bitch
And its opps in this bitch, ay
Spin this bitch around
I left my extra clip at the crib
Four niggas, that's like 100 bullets
They know what it is
Brown bitch, face beat
Ass cheeks, hangin out
One me, four niggas?
Fuck it, we got bang it out
Nigga tried to justify that hoe shit
That is not playa
I got the sauce, they tryna run off, it is not theirs
Fucked my bitch to sweat a fever off, I was not well
I ain't slept 48 hours, you cannot tell
Up with P's, 900 Gs on a T-scale
Niggas they be pussy, but on God imma prevail
Fat nigga, if he talking hard, crack his seashell
Big ass nigga
Nigga gon chop yo big ass down in this mothafucka
Forreal
Fuck you
Fuck the plane you flew in on
Fuck them shoes
Fuck those socks with the belt on it
Fuck your gay-ass fairy faggot accent
Fuck them cheap-ass cigars
Fuck your yuck-mouth teeth
Fuck your hairpiece
Fuck your chocolate
Fuck Guy Ritchie
Fuck Prince William
Fuck the Queen
Imma rap like Nardo Wick
Cause ion know where the bass at
Anytime I fuck a opp bitch, I use a latex
I be high, I don't know how to steer
Where the racetrack?
Latina, ion say shit, I just lay back
We got big blicks in this mothafucka, knock yo face off
Knock a nigga head off with a club, Like its TapeGolf
Damn, I meant Top Golf
King Pin, I could give a fuck
You'll get knocked off
Send a bitch over his shit to get his rocks off
Door cracked, so this the plan
Imma slap her and kill you
I hope you understand
This nigga spit in my face, I'm finna shoot his ass
(Stupid ass nigga shut up)
That nigga ass got to yelling like the coochie man
Just 30 minutes ago, he was doin the coochie dance
(Just 30 minutes ago, he was doin the coochie dance)
Im drunk as fuck
And its thots in this bitch
We brought Glocks in this bitch
And its opps in this bitch, ay
Spin this bitch around
I left my extra clip at the crib
Four niggas, that's like 100 bullets
They know what it is
Brown bitch, face beat
Ass cheeks, hangin out
One me, four niggas?
Fuck it, we got bang it out
If it ain't one, uh
If it aint one thing that you gon do
Just stand on all ten, uh
Ay
If it aint one thing that you gon do
Just stand on all ten, ay
Stand on all, uh
Stand on all ten
What that boy say? Ay
We got glocks in this bitch
And its shots in this bitch, ay
Credits
Writer(s): Roshad Reid
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