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Damn, now I’m on one, everybody want some
Bitch you’ve got the wrong one, preach
Ay, need a couple commas, driving in a Honda
But it’s still my momma’s, sheesh'
Ay, venue to a sauna, rowdier than Ronda
Want my anaconda, ay
Ay, smoking marijuana, now they wanna' song huh?
Bitch you’ve got the wrong one, ay
Ay, bitch you’ve got the wrong one, ay
Ay, bitch you’ve got the wrong one, ay
Ay, bitch you’ve got the wrong one
Everybody want some
Bitch you’ve got the wrong one, ay
Ay, bitch you’ve got the wrong one
Ay, bitch you’ve got the wrong one
Ay, bitch you’ve got the wrong one
Everybody want some
Bitch you’ve got the wrong one, ay
People still talking that shit, yuh
Bitches still want on my dick, yuh
Don’t do that gang type of shit, ay
But I know people with clips, ay
Got recognized on the street, yuh
Got expectations to meet, yuh
Yeah you can come to the spot, ay
Make sure to keep it discrete, uh
I’ve been on the road (I've been on the)
Pull up up to the show (Ay, pull up to the)
Speaker finna' blow (Yeah, speaker finna')
Then I gotta' go (Ay, ay)
Wire me the dough (Ay, ay)
Text from a hoe (Ay, ay)
Then she give me dome (Ay, ay)
Then she gotta' go ay ay
Damn, now I’m on one, everybody want some
Bitch you’ve got the wrong one, preach
Ay, need a couple commas, driving in a Honda
But it’s still my momma’s, sheesh'
Ay, venue to a sauna, rowdier than Ronda
Want my anaconda, ay
Ay, smoking marijuana, now they wanna' song huh?
Bitch you’ve got the wrong one, ay
Ay, bitch you’ve got the wrong one, ay
Ay, bitch you’ve got the wrong one, ay
Ay, bitch you’ve got the wrong one
Everybody want some
Bitch you’ve got the wrong one, ay
Ay, bitch you’ve got the wrong one
Ay, bitch you’ve got the wrong one
Ay, bitch you’ve got the wrong one
Everybody want some
Bitch you’ve got the wrong one, ay
I got the molly on my, tongue
I got the smoke all in my, lungs
I’m paranoid and I’m high, strung
All of these benzos, I don’t do none'
She tell me she want that pipe, doe'
Fuck her till I watch her eyes, roll
She get on top and then ride, slow
I don’t got ice, but I’m ice cold
I don’t got ice, but I’m ice cold
I don’t got ice, but I’m ice cold
I don’t got ice, but I’m ice cold
Everyone tell me I’m nice, doe'
She tell me she want that pipe, doe'
Fuck her till I watch her eyes roll
She get on top and then ride slow
I do this shit till I die, hoe