pints n da back

(yeah

this beat sound good

ooh

i like this)

ayy

ayy

it's pints in the back so we gotta drive safe

i used to be broke

got hundred dollar plates

what you want

the glock or the racks in your face?

you ain't got no money

boy stay in your place

a fuck nigga playin'

get hit like a dab

the pints from the migos

i gotta dab

i was in houston gettin' head in a slab

and we got bombs like an arab

pull up with drums

we shootin' out loud

this chain come loose

i'm shootin through the crowd

she can't answer the phone

she got dick in her mouth

these niggas be tryna snake

they fake

get smoked in the mornin'

that's wake and bake

servin' the edibles

dope in the cake

bust down a p 'til it turn into shake

oh you a killer nigga

say who you shot

come to your spot and take all that you got

grrr

baow a body gon' drop

yeah

i got the streets on lock

your partner say you the weakest link

get your ass washed like some hands in the sink

neiman marcus

i spent five on mink

my shooter gon' off you

i just gotta wink

she do what i say

she'll jump off a cliff

i might fuck your mama

got love for the milf's

if you try to rob

you get spoiled like milk

i'm pourin' up oil

i'm slower than a bitch

i just got a touchdown

scored on six

friendly ass nigga say hey to the stick

break that on his head

he gon take a shit

you savin' that shit

i spent that on a fit

i'm in the trap and you know that it roll

servin them bows

ain't shit for low

you ain't no killer

lord knows

i danced with the devil

just poured him a four

fuck on that bitch

tell her call her a ride

hell naw

we ain't bonnie and clyde

you know you gon' snitch if we go do a crime

you gon' be in that courtroom bitchin' and cryin'

how he a shooter and he ain't hit me?

i got the xd

no disney

you ain't got no gun

you ain't been in no beef

you been in the house

you ain't been in no streets

i called up the plug

let's give his ass some counterfeits

outside all day

bitch i feel like an african

she wanna fuck 'cause she know i got rack-a-thans

choppers came on a boat from pakistan

get money

fuck bitches

boy you know that's the motto

can't beat me

snatchin' shit

bitch i ain't pablo

i fucked his sister

he ain't know like rocko

senorita

she gon' eat me like tacos

my lil nigga with me will take your spirit

broke ass nigga still flyin on spirit

got shot in his face 'cause he kept actin' weird

get your lil punk ass up outta here

yeah

(haha

bitch ass nigga

six seven on the beat nigga

get your ass beat nigga

haha

yeah

niggas know we havin' all that shit

we sippin' the good shit and givin' you niggas karo

on god

haha

you know how we comin'

gang shit)