Jiggy
We steppin' on niggas, huh, this Glock it came with titties
Choppas in the back trunk, huh, them bitches filled with fifties
Two-hundred grand on top of your head, these niggas tryna get busy
Slidin' in a Kia, she call me "Baby" bitch we tryna get jiggy
Ch--choppa gon leave him sticky, fuckin' this bitch her name is Nicki
Yo' bitch wanna give me hickeys, headed to the back, we doin' a quickie
This shit won't end pretty, transferred his body up out of the city
I'm high and I'm feeling dizzy, killed two niggas, that's just in theory
Hold on, wait, let me talk my shit, got two GEN'S and two more blicks
He rapping, I told him quit, when I drop this shit it's gon' submit
Put his body inside of a ditch, feelin' on her, and I'm grabbing her tits
Linking up with a bitch down the way, who the fuck is this?
She said "that's my bestie", hell naw I ain't going for it
Choppa leaving holes inside his body like he in a pit (Bitch)
Bitch, you thought I was done, it just begun
Talking all that shit I'm killing you, bitch I'm killing yo' son
Fuck all that shit, we spinning back, we busting this gun
Fucking yo' bitch in the back seat, huh, she having all the fun
Haha, what? gang, alright, bitch, yeah
You know how the fuck we coming hella T.T.D shit, you not stepping on shit
Alright I'm done for real though, real talk
You niggas stay safe though, on bro
My young nigga, tryna slam ya' bitch, you know I need answers
I'm fucked up inside my head, bitch you know I will stamp ya
She jumping from dick to dick, she wanted to be a dancer
Excuse my manners, fuck yo' bitch, huh, you know I'm the commander
Tryna leave a nigga green bean, like he bruce banner
Smoking za got a niggas feelin' great like Alexander
Inside the 'terrogation room, we leaving questions unanswered
He gon' blackout off this shit, like he was a Panther
We steppin' on niggas, huh, this Glock it came with titties
Choppas in the back trunk, huh, them bitches filled with fifties
Two-hundred grand on top of your head, these niggas tryna get busy
Slidin' in a Kia, she call me "Baby" bitch we tryna get jiggy
Ch-choppa gon leave him sticky, fuckin' this bitch her name is Nicki
Yo' bitch wanna give me hickeys, headed to the back, we doin' a quickie
This shit won't end pretty, transferred his body up out of the city
I'm high and I'm feeling dizzy, killed two niggas, that's just in theory
Choppas in the back trunk, huh, them bitches filled with fifties
Two-hundred grand on top of your head, these niggas tryna get busy
Slidin' in a Kia, she call me "Baby" bitch we tryna get jiggy
Ch--choppa gon leave him sticky, fuckin' this bitch her name is Nicki
Yo' bitch wanna give me hickeys, headed to the back, we doin' a quickie
This shit won't end pretty, transferred his body up out of the city
I'm high and I'm feeling dizzy, killed two niggas, that's just in theory
Hold on, wait, let me talk my shit, got two GEN'S and two more blicks
He rapping, I told him quit, when I drop this shit it's gon' submit
Put his body inside of a ditch, feelin' on her, and I'm grabbing her tits
Linking up with a bitch down the way, who the fuck is this?
She said "that's my bestie", hell naw I ain't going for it
Choppa leaving holes inside his body like he in a pit (Bitch)
Bitch, you thought I was done, it just begun
Talking all that shit I'm killing you, bitch I'm killing yo' son
Fuck all that shit, we spinning back, we busting this gun
Fucking yo' bitch in the back seat, huh, she having all the fun
Haha, what? gang, alright, bitch, yeah
You know how the fuck we coming hella T.T.D shit, you not stepping on shit
Alright I'm done for real though, real talk
You niggas stay safe though, on bro
My young nigga, tryna slam ya' bitch, you know I need answers
I'm fucked up inside my head, bitch you know I will stamp ya
She jumping from dick to dick, she wanted to be a dancer
Excuse my manners, fuck yo' bitch, huh, you know I'm the commander
Tryna leave a nigga green bean, like he bruce banner
Smoking za got a niggas feelin' great like Alexander
Inside the 'terrogation room, we leaving questions unanswered
He gon' blackout off this shit, like he was a Panther
We steppin' on niggas, huh, this Glock it came with titties
Choppas in the back trunk, huh, them bitches filled with fifties
Two-hundred grand on top of your head, these niggas tryna get busy
Slidin' in a Kia, she call me "Baby" bitch we tryna get jiggy
Ch-choppa gon leave him sticky, fuckin' this bitch her name is Nicki
Yo' bitch wanna give me hickeys, headed to the back, we doin' a quickie
This shit won't end pretty, transferred his body up out of the city
I'm high and I'm feeling dizzy, killed two niggas, that's just in theory
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