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