Bugsy

Call it now, I ain’t fucking with no clubs
It’s just me, that’s my man, that nigga Bugs
If I pull up, I might pull up with them plugs
Bitch I’m hot, bitch it’s hot, I’m on they top
I got rocks, what you got? A lot of flop
I got bops, I got drops, I got thots
Bitch it’s me, ain’t no cops, a lot of drugs
It’s just me, that’s my man, that nigga Bugs
Shorty on my top, and it’s no cap
Like a pair of kakis, cuttin' hard, cause there’s no slack
Girl your time is up, hit a spot to drop the hoe back
Bout to hit the city, 9 o’clock. Where the bros at?
Listen I’m a star nigga, fuck a cover charge cause I’m lit
Check the drip, 100 dollar tip, I ain’t even trip
Got the liq, only taking sips, riding with the the Clique
Hit the switch, yea I got the gift, you ain’t make the list
That’s a play y’all
That’s a day job
Pull up with a fade
Dodging jakes, dodging case y’all
I don’t care, I don’t chase, I don’t play y’all
We can get it or we want it…
Here go again, pour the hen, ride with a couple of friends
We’re just trynna win, mode on ten, you too broke too spend
Show you what my life bout
Hit home runs, no Mike Trout
I’m shining hard, no lights out
We’re running shit, that fly route
I call the shots, we ain’t fuckin with no clubs
It’s just me, and that guy, that nigga Bugs
Since I pulled up, had to pull up with them plugs
Bitch I’m hot, bitch it’s hot, I’m on they top
I got rocks, what you got? A lot of flop
I got bops, I got drops, I got thots
Bitch it’s me, ain’t no cops, a lot of drugs
When I pull up, I might pull up with them plugs
Sick flow on the track right?
Shine bright like a flashlight
Get blow like a bagpipe
Cute chick, real thick, give her half pipe
Lit off the liq but I lick like mad dykes
Hoes mad cause we getting it in
Really just mad cause I’m hitting her friend
Mood switch up when she hitting the gin
Jay Critch shit bitch I done did it again
Like whoa!
Get next to me, shorty wanna ride, get a check with me
Like whoa!
Quick texting me, babygirl now like an ex to me
Like whoa!
I don’t know what to say man, just know that these niggas don’t play man
Bugs stay with the sack like Strahan
Mic on the mic in your face like ray bans… bitch
I call the shots, we ain’t fuckin with no clubs
It’s just me, and that guy, that nigga Bugs
Since I pulled up, had to pull up with them plugs
Bitch I’m hot, bitch it’s hot, I’m on they top
I got rocks, what you got? A lot of flop
I got bops, I got drops, I got thots
Bitch it’s me, ain’t no cops, a lot of drugs
When I pull up, I might pull up with them plugs