Ahhh (feat. Duck official)

If Lotto throw it back, I'ma catch it I treat the opps just like yoga, we gon stretch em' All them niggas tryna ride my way, they unsuccessful I know you mad, cause the dripper just won't let you Damn, the day I do you right, you gon' do me wrong Bro post a quote about a hoe, I don't know what he on I should call the Uber to his house and go crack his phone Call the Uber back and make him play my songs till we on But nah, I'ma keep it classic Said she want my finger in there, this bitch nasty Took a field trip to the farm, got head from Gabby Rich nigga, he in lamb chops, R.P. to Bambi Had to put the stud bitch down, she was feelin' manly I would say all he do is slide on the off of Xanny And I want a hoe that's feisty, not a bitch that's friendly Quick to put that bill to your ass, I get that from my granny Nah, now let's just sit back, the bitch ass so fat, it made my mama look back Crazy how I came from the bottom and shit, I shook back Hit a opp nigga in his head, did I do that He ain't really poppin' percs, still be fake bars Eyes still hang off the sun, we're shootin' the A.R The way I shot his whip up, you would think I hate cars He thought he was slick until we blitzed him like a baked car He tried to run, hit him, and blew a knee out Imagine that you pulled up for a zip and they called me out Ain't no gettin' features for the free, it's a fee now Bitch, let your baby daddy act up, he get the beat down She thought we could come back, be a thing, now the rebound If it's beef, I leave it in the street so I can eat now I ain't gotta ask for a ride no more, I'm on my feet now It's a six hour drive to Aaron's back, she got her feet out