Bak 2 Class

Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Ugh, nah Aye, bitch Bitch, ugh, bitch We just gon' run to the cash None of my niggas no hoes She pullin' up, then I smash And shawty gon' come to the door You know that I'm kickin' her ass Bitch, this is my lil' crib Why don't you go back to class? Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah Please do not touch on my guap Nigga you actin' like cops I just keep droppin' don't stop She wanted me to come cuff it but I was like nah nigga, please, I do not got the time I took a sip of that wock and that lil' bitchy sour, I feel like I'm sippin' on lime They wanna call me and ask me to go to a party, but I be like I don't got time I just be makin' my music and chillin' and tryna get rich, yeah its my time to shine I be promoting my songs and that shit blowin' up nigga I feel like I be on vine She hit me up on my number and tell me a baby is yours, nigga that shit not mine Talkin' that shit, I'll pull up with my gang and we'll empty a .30 clip up in your spine I had some faith in this hoe until she hit me up, started askin' like what is my sign Like that shit not real She pullin' up She know what is the deal I got the car I pull up with them wheels I pull up with the rover She wanna bend over But I be like nah I just got the drop Right up on a up Where that, big bro? You know how its gon' go Bitch, ugh, bitch Bitch, yeah, bitch Bitch, ugh, bitch We just gon' run to the cash None of my niggas no hoes She pullin' up, then I smash And shawty gon' come to the door You know that I'm kickin' her ass Bitch, this is my lil' crib Why don't you go back to class? Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah Please do not touch on my guap Nigga you actin' like cops I just keep droppin' don't stop Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah