Cincinatti
She a gangsta
She gone ride
When it's time to hit a lick
Here you wait inside dis car
And I'll be back in a minute
Once I lay these niggas down
I want Dey pockets on empty
Buss a move or make a sound
I'll up this pipe if I'm tempted
She got ass no BBL
No fake titties or extensions
I like all my bitches natural
You see how I'm fitted
Ain't stressing over shit
These niggas kill over bitches
I remember getting caught
And had to jump over fences
Yo bitch tugging on my rod
You could've sworn she was fishing
Billie Jean I'm not yo lover
I'm just here for da sticking
White hoes love a nigga
So i blow em a kiss
In that pwhussy like a dart
So you know I won't miss
when it comes to getting bread
She'll slide for that cake
Got a head on her shoulders
But da bitch like to drank
put a 3.5 in a paper
Now I'm high like a rank
Made a stop at Mapco
I got to fill up da tank
Grab another pack papers
And get something to drank
I been in it for a minute
Why da fuck I ain't signed
You got some rappers who done made it
But ain't seeing a dime
Imma keep applying pressure
I'm just waiting my time
Bitch you know I been a stepper
Knocking Shit out of line
Hit that lil bitch from da back
I put a bruise on her spine
Know a lot of niggas hating
Putting a block on my shine
It's them same muthafuckas
Who don't even hit my line
It was Ham Block then
But them niggas done switched
Feel like when my daddy died
Them Niggas Aint give a shit
I'm 1000 Taliban
I ain't switching for nothing
Got a problem with it
Nigga we can solve it
It's nothing
Imma big dawg nigga
You ain't nun but a pup
Need my gold like leprechaun
You just ran out of luck
I'm kicking shit in Tampa bay
Like I play for da Bucs
Treat yo scat pack like a car wash
Imma wet that shit up
Knock da meat up out yo Taco
So yo ass betta duck
Once they give a green light
We gone tear dis bitch up
Ion need to wear designer
I'll drip in some chucks
Turn to super Saiyan Jaye Dolla
Got me feeling like trunks
I just popped a Senzu bean
My power level went up
These niggas hollering chase a bag
But Dey waiting on taxes
Broke as fuck paying that note
That's why you work at Volkswagen
I'm kicking flava wit a bitch
She said she from Cincinnati
Betta keep up wit dem payments
Or They'll repo yo Scatty
Flexing racks off Amazon
Niggas going out sadly
Imma order me a steak
Baked Potato and salad
Yo bitch be telling all yo business
Boy you stay wit yo granny
She gone ride
When it's time to hit a lick
Here you wait inside dis car
And I'll be back in a minute
Once I lay these niggas down
I want Dey pockets on empty
Buss a move or make a sound
I'll up this pipe if I'm tempted
She got ass no BBL
No fake titties or extensions
I like all my bitches natural
You see how I'm fitted
Ain't stressing over shit
These niggas kill over bitches
I remember getting caught
And had to jump over fences
Yo bitch tugging on my rod
You could've sworn she was fishing
Billie Jean I'm not yo lover
I'm just here for da sticking
White hoes love a nigga
So i blow em a kiss
In that pwhussy like a dart
So you know I won't miss
when it comes to getting bread
She'll slide for that cake
Got a head on her shoulders
But da bitch like to drank
put a 3.5 in a paper
Now I'm high like a rank
Made a stop at Mapco
I got to fill up da tank
Grab another pack papers
And get something to drank
I been in it for a minute
Why da fuck I ain't signed
You got some rappers who done made it
But ain't seeing a dime
Imma keep applying pressure
I'm just waiting my time
Bitch you know I been a stepper
Knocking Shit out of line
Hit that lil bitch from da back
I put a bruise on her spine
Know a lot of niggas hating
Putting a block on my shine
It's them same muthafuckas
Who don't even hit my line
It was Ham Block then
But them niggas done switched
Feel like when my daddy died
Them Niggas Aint give a shit
I'm 1000 Taliban
I ain't switching for nothing
Got a problem with it
Nigga we can solve it
It's nothing
Imma big dawg nigga
You ain't nun but a pup
Need my gold like leprechaun
You just ran out of luck
I'm kicking shit in Tampa bay
Like I play for da Bucs
Treat yo scat pack like a car wash
Imma wet that shit up
Knock da meat up out yo Taco
So yo ass betta duck
Once they give a green light
We gone tear dis bitch up
Ion need to wear designer
I'll drip in some chucks
Turn to super Saiyan Jaye Dolla
Got me feeling like trunks
I just popped a Senzu bean
My power level went up
These niggas hollering chase a bag
But Dey waiting on taxes
Broke as fuck paying that note
That's why you work at Volkswagen
I'm kicking flava wit a bitch
She said she from Cincinnati
Betta keep up wit dem payments
Or They'll repo yo Scatty
Flexing racks off Amazon
Niggas going out sadly
Imma order me a steak
Baked Potato and salad
Yo bitch be telling all yo business
Boy you stay wit yo granny
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Writer(s): Jeremy Smith
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