Batch < Certz
(Yuh drank pour it up bout to overload the sprite now)
(Drank pour it up bout to overload the sprite now)
(Drank pour it up bout to overload the sprite now)
His shooter got no aim so I'm flashing back
Pull up with it first ain't no blasting back
I put some percs in her birkin bag
We smoking certz when we pull out the batch
We smoking certz when we pull out the back
Lift up her skirt imma fuck from the back
Lift up her skirt watch me fuck from the back
Louie-V Virgil bag hold up the cannon
Lil bit keep crying she acting dramatic
Lil bitch keep crying she acting dramatic
I'm fucking her friend this bitch calling me mannish
Fldda shot at that boy know lil K tote that matic
I scoop up that sack run with shit like it's madden
Bump down wit' fye then we slide four door scatty
Twelve get behind floor the gas know I'm smashing (pirate talk)
Twelve get behind floor the gas know I'm smashing (pirate talk)
Twelve get behind do the dash they won't catch me (ahh)
Straight outta south where they grind for a grammy (argh)
Rocking unknown I bet now they wanna guess me (yea)
She threw my phone after she seen who text me
Bitch it's the plug get back stop worrying bout it (bitch it's the plug)
Bitch it's the plug get back stop worrying about it (haa haa)
Bitch I got 40 racks in rings like Audi
Ain't going for none of that pull out a shotty
Ain't going for none of that put out a bounty
Just like a lumberjack woods in the cabin
Feel like a lumberjack woods in the cabin
Bitch I got humid some shots in this bullet proof caddy
I don't even know this hoe momma she calling me daddy
I ain't gone lie like Osama blow shit up cause havoc
Nigga my real name Oma she calling me havin
Bags in the sofa the sticks in the mattress
But I make the dope disappear like it's magic
Moncler the coat and it came wit some glasses
Bitch gotta go think I'm buying her lashes
Put down my cup hoe you didn't even ask me
Living too lavish hoes couldn't imagine
Oh you got some bowls bet we pull up and snatch em
Ho you can't even roll how you talking bout matching
Oh you got some jokes nigga getcho ass packaged
His shooter no aim so I'm flashing back
Pull up with it first ain't no blasting back
I put some perks in her birkin bag
We smoking certz when we pull out the batch
We smoking certz when we pull out the back
Lift up her skirt imma fuck from the back
Lift up her skirt watch me fuck from the back
Louie-V Virgil bag hold up the cannon
(Drank pour it up bout to overload the sprite now)
(Drank pour it up bout to overload the sprite now)
His shooter got no aim so I'm flashing back
Pull up with it first ain't no blasting back
I put some percs in her birkin bag
We smoking certz when we pull out the batch
We smoking certz when we pull out the back
Lift up her skirt imma fuck from the back
Lift up her skirt watch me fuck from the back
Louie-V Virgil bag hold up the cannon
Lil bit keep crying she acting dramatic
Lil bitch keep crying she acting dramatic
I'm fucking her friend this bitch calling me mannish
Fldda shot at that boy know lil K tote that matic
I scoop up that sack run with shit like it's madden
Bump down wit' fye then we slide four door scatty
Twelve get behind floor the gas know I'm smashing (pirate talk)
Twelve get behind floor the gas know I'm smashing (pirate talk)
Twelve get behind do the dash they won't catch me (ahh)
Straight outta south where they grind for a grammy (argh)
Rocking unknown I bet now they wanna guess me (yea)
She threw my phone after she seen who text me
Bitch it's the plug get back stop worrying bout it (bitch it's the plug)
Bitch it's the plug get back stop worrying about it (haa haa)
Bitch I got 40 racks in rings like Audi
Ain't going for none of that pull out a shotty
Ain't going for none of that put out a bounty
Just like a lumberjack woods in the cabin
Feel like a lumberjack woods in the cabin
Bitch I got humid some shots in this bullet proof caddy
I don't even know this hoe momma she calling me daddy
I ain't gone lie like Osama blow shit up cause havoc
Nigga my real name Oma she calling me havin
Bags in the sofa the sticks in the mattress
But I make the dope disappear like it's magic
Moncler the coat and it came wit some glasses
Bitch gotta go think I'm buying her lashes
Put down my cup hoe you didn't even ask me
Living too lavish hoes couldn't imagine
Oh you got some bowls bet we pull up and snatch em
Ho you can't even roll how you talking bout matching
Oh you got some jokes nigga getcho ass packaged
His shooter no aim so I'm flashing back
Pull up with it first ain't no blasting back
I put some perks in her birkin bag
We smoking certz when we pull out the batch
We smoking certz when we pull out the back
Lift up her skirt imma fuck from the back
Lift up her skirt watch me fuck from the back
Louie-V Virgil bag hold up the cannon
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Writer(s): Oma Hav
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