14

Baby I don't wanna talk, I just wanna fuck
Mix jolly, codine, and the sprite in my double cup
Dodging all the smoke, that lil homie, he a runner
Gotta make enough bread so we trapping till the sun up
Homie call me on the phone, he said, what's the move
I told him that they sending bullets so we gotta shoot
I told him, "Jay stop tripping," cuz we got the loot
He didint wanna stay quiet so we put him on mute
Put a boy on mute but I ain't talking bout a celly
He was busy talking about bullets, we put two up in his belly
They know we smoking on that loud, cuz my strain is very smelly
Yea, we cutting up a cracka like we cooking at a deli
Yea, we cutting up a cracka like we working at a restaurant
Told lil shawty to come over and she eat it like a croissant
It was cold and she was dripping, yea she must of been from Vermont
Then she told me that she love me, I said, bae that's not what I want

Had to switch the flow up, it was getting boring
Shawty told me that she wanna fuck, pulled up in the foreign
Pull up to the d-house, his momma said the cops coming
Buddy told me that I gotta flee, so I started running
Bye
She told me that she wanted money, I said I'm the guy
Ask lil treesha what her sign was, she's a Gemini
Only 14 making hundreds, couple dollar signs
Gotta break the bread too, fresh out of junior high

Fresh out of junior high but still gifted
I'm still livin, cuz this 40' on me that I'm gripping
How she say that she wanna fuck, when she don't make me finish
Boy you timid, that's why you keep your windows tinted
Why you ain't running up if you say that you want smoke boy
Heart below degrees, almost as cold as my Rolls-Royce
Why you talking hot like you don't know what is up with me
Drive by in the hellcat, we letting off that ARP

Uhhhhhhh
Uhhhhhhhaaa
Uhhhhhhuhhh
Uhhhhh
Ha

Pull up to that bitch then I gotta go
I said, "bye" then started running, then I split that hoe
She said l, "bae what's that smell," I said, I don't know
Little does she know, I spilled exotic on the floor
I said, "shh, be quiet for a minute," "why?", those some opps, we gotta muhfucking split em
Put the metal to his teeth like I'm a muhfucking dentist
You get it? Cuz like
Haha
Bitch I don't need no rubber, I'm the raw boss
Paint the floor with some bodies
I'm like bob ross
Nope that he start running, been feining to let this bitch off
I got 'em pissed off by the way my pockets filled up
"Oh shit, what the fuck was that"
He was busy beefing bout a bitch, put bullets in his back
Smoking on that Peter piper picked a precious, pressure pack
How much cheese could a wood chuck chuck if a wood chuck could chuck rats