Lil bitch, I got P's for the low Lil bitch, I got keys to the I got indicted already, I don't give a fuck The pulled me over, I'm shooting shit up Bitch, I got verses for the You ain't got that verse money, fuck nigga bye My bitch bi, I'm Then I get that cake,
1] Pull up on your bitch, skudda skuh Told the bitch, is you gon' hop in or I you wanna smoke this bud I know you wanna roll with a Fuck nigga wanna mug his ass and his foot, then his mug So the fuck can't walk or can't talk And I smoke lime green, not the mothafucking rainbow And my bankroll can't Sosa, I'm saint hoe But in God I trust, and I don't fuck with, aye But my bankroll got rainbows, bitch Lil bitch, I got P's for the low Lil bitch, I got to the door I then got already, I don't give a fuck The police me over, I'm shooting shit up Bitch, I got for the high You ain't got verse money, then fuck nigga bye My bitch bi, I'm Then I get that cake,
2] Been trapping out house Had junkies knocking all at house Told they ass pipe You get me in trouble, I'm only 16 now Now I'm as fuck And I got my own to bring a D, sold that shit out my own house Bought a keys, sold that shit out my own house Should see how I'm now in a Rarri, riding real fast Hop in that mothafucka, skuh, doing that dash Naw baby, I ain't crash All I do is ride Nascar Niggas wanna take that far Shooting guns like Rambo Loaded up with that With a suitcase full of that
Lil bitch, I got P's for the low Lil bitch, I got to the door I got indicted already, I don't give a fuck The police me over, I'm shooting shit up Bitch, I got verses for the You ain't got that money, then fuck nigga bye My bi, I'm straight Then I get that cake,