Project 6

Ayy, bitch, what your ass is doin' I just hit that shotty from the back while I'm makin' music Cut a fuckin' head off, talkin' shit, told him, bitch, let's do it They say D DEE music trash, bitch, who money movin' Makin' all these racks in eighth grade, bitch, you a tutor Ayy, bitch, get stupid, put a whoopie, cushion on his face Get his ass diluted, bitch, I ain't fuckin' stupid We gon' run that molly up, hop inside a Tonka truck Broke, bitch, get your money up, yo, bitch, she lookin' funny, huh Mixin" all these roxzy up, Opoids , I got a lot of stuff Ayy, hittin' that bitch from the back, Glock 19, got a beam on your hat Stank booty, bitch, I told her, get back, talkin' that shit, got a shank to your neck Wide body hell cat can't switch lanes? Stupid ass bitch, like, who can you claim Dumb ass bitch, like, who can you blame? Bum ass bitch, I'll push you off a train Same flow, same day, I'm just gettin' fuckin' paid Bitch gon' suck me up, eat it all, just like dinner plate Hold on, this shit, I ain't over, park the Chevy, drive the Rover On the moon, like I'm floatin', bitch, sellin' teams, like, bitch, let me drive the boat Bitch, I ain't no fuckin' goat, put his ass off for parole Pussy wet with no protection, she said he feel like he's heavy Bitch, I ain't no number 7, got that dick power They might call me fuckin' number 11 McGlovin', bitch, my tummy is hurtin She was talkin' all that shit about me, but I had her squirtin This song is over