give a fuck 'bout no thot pocket
i ain't got shit to say to no cum guzzler
you can't get shit from me
fuck a lame nigga and an opp nigga
don't ask me 'bout no niggas that i'm not with
don't ask me 'bout no hoes i got caught with
i was on the road bringin' 'back dogshit
you was on the road bringin' 'back dogshit
you be on the 'gram flexin' in your dawg whip
i be on the 'gram tryna see who dawg with
throw that bitch in the air
throw that bitch in the air
throw that bitch in the air
you don't understand nothin'
you got smoke with the bloods
she don't get no plan b if i hit that pussy raw
booty clap like round applause
chopper clap like round applause
got the hundred round from the mall
titties out like mardi gras
titties out like mardi gras
brick white like coleslaw
man count with this mask on
need a hard pass when i'm back home
tell your big homie get a backbone
let 'em ride me 'til they tracks gone
let 'em blow me like a saxophone
only learned right from wrong
learnin' spanish from the maricons
jeans tight like biker clothes
but i don't ride choppers
i fuck mamas and shoot mamas
spend your rent on my shoe shopping
bet money i'll squeeze it
tim ryan got that nine now
better call lil money if you see him
better pay his money if you owe him
you know we made it through the store
all he do is hit my whore
we gon' send a nigga to the lord
take it straight to the morgue
pimp-smack my favorite whore
bitch-smack a nigga daughter
white dawn with reverse doors
give a fuck 'bout no thot pocket
i ain't got shit to say to no cum guzzler
you can't get shit from me
fuck a lame nigga and an opp nigga
don't ask me 'bout no niggas that i'm not with
don't ask me 'bout no hoes i got caught with