Bite
In a two seater, took off the head
And that nigga gon' bite the bullet, if I see him I'm scheming with lead
Turned a Polo to a Yeezy, so many holes in him, thought that he shred
Nina ain't a ho though, but she easy, she get to busting 'fore I'm out of bed
I remember back, I ain't have a pole though, I had to beat a nigga with a wrench
And I got a Glock now, but I'll still do it, I ain't never needed no repent
And I let it "Grah! Bow!" if you feel stupid, I ain't never giving up a cent
Boy, you need to seat her, I'm in that two seater with your favorite eater and we playing fetch
I don't really need you, bitch, that's what I told you
I don't take no chances, fuck up once, don't know you
I don't take no advance, get bucked, ho, I don't know you
I don't do no plans, I just make bands in a fit blacker than Olu
Middle of the day, get dead off the Goose
Couple of shots, it feel like a Nuke
24K to cover to tooth, shit that made Rabby go jump out the Coupe
I'm at the stage where nothing is cool
A whole lot to gain, a whole lot to lose
A whole lot of rank, a whole lot of crews
A whole lot of drank, a whole lotta booze
Ah, don't share no concern how it turns out
I stay with my heat 'till it burn out
'Cause niggas be wishing the worst now
It ain't too much left we could work out
That boy couldn't go up, he hurt, ow
Niggas be mixing the worst styles
Hated, I hope that he learn now
All that bitching just getting you turned down
I don't be on that yerk no more but I stay with that Roxy like Robby Ray
And I don't be in that church no more, who giving these demons a lot to say?
And it's like 3AM and I'm bored, I might hit that whore with a "Hi" today
Taking that pussy to war, she hit me at four, I'm pulling up right away
In a two seater, took off the head
And that nigga gon' bite the bullet, if I see him I'm scheming with lead
Turned a Polo to a Yeezy, so many holes in him, thought that he shred
Nina ain't a ho though, but she easy, she get to busting 'fore I'm out of bed
I remember back, I ain't have a pole though, I had to beat a nigga with a wrench
And I got a Glock now, but I'll still do it, I ain't never needed no repent
And I let it "Grah! Bow!" if you feel stupid, I ain't never giving up a cent
Boy, you need to seat her, I'm in that two seater with your favorite eater and we playing fetch
And that nigga gon' bite the bullet, if I see him I'm scheming with lead
Turned a Polo to a Yeezy, so many holes in him, thought that he shred
Nina ain't a ho though, but she easy, she get to busting 'fore I'm out of bed
I remember back, I ain't have a pole though, I had to beat a nigga with a wrench
And I got a Glock now, but I'll still do it, I ain't never needed no repent
And I let it "Grah! Bow!" if you feel stupid, I ain't never giving up a cent
Boy, you need to seat her, I'm in that two seater with your favorite eater and we playing fetch
I don't really need you, bitch, that's what I told you
I don't take no chances, fuck up once, don't know you
I don't take no advance, get bucked, ho, I don't know you
I don't do no plans, I just make bands in a fit blacker than Olu
Middle of the day, get dead off the Goose
Couple of shots, it feel like a Nuke
24K to cover to tooth, shit that made Rabby go jump out the Coupe
I'm at the stage where nothing is cool
A whole lot to gain, a whole lot to lose
A whole lot of rank, a whole lot of crews
A whole lot of drank, a whole lotta booze
Ah, don't share no concern how it turns out
I stay with my heat 'till it burn out
'Cause niggas be wishing the worst now
It ain't too much left we could work out
That boy couldn't go up, he hurt, ow
Niggas be mixing the worst styles
Hated, I hope that he learn now
All that bitching just getting you turned down
I don't be on that yerk no more but I stay with that Roxy like Robby Ray
And I don't be in that church no more, who giving these demons a lot to say?
And it's like 3AM and I'm bored, I might hit that whore with a "Hi" today
Taking that pussy to war, she hit me at four, I'm pulling up right away
In a two seater, took off the head
And that nigga gon' bite the bullet, if I see him I'm scheming with lead
Turned a Polo to a Yeezy, so many holes in him, thought that he shred
Nina ain't a ho though, but she easy, she get to busting 'fore I'm out of bed
I remember back, I ain't have a pole though, I had to beat a nigga with a wrench
And I got a Glock now, but I'll still do it, I ain't never needed no repent
And I let it "Grah! Bow!" if you feel stupid, I ain't never giving up a cent
Boy, you need to seat her, I'm in that two seater with your favorite eater and we playing fetch
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Writer(s): Warrick Dawsey
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