Hotbox Camping

(Get this shit out my hand) Yea Ay Hop on the jet now we finna go ghost Fucking the bitch yea the bitch do the most Nigga want static get smoked like some dope Rolled up in jatic he smell like cologne Hotbox the whip while we making a song If she ain't sucking dick then I'm sending her home Now the bih calling my phone Told the bih leave me alone (Yea) An I hate a bitch that be doing the most If she ain't giving neck then I gotta get ghost Whack a nigga turn him into a post Murder had the choppa know what she wrote Lay in his yard I'm gone get him on time Put the flash to his face its a 9 I really do this shit ain't no surprise Imma pull the trigger look him right in his eyes Look him right in his eyes I can tell that he pussy Know ima tax when they all try an book me I seen the hate so I charged boy you lucky Move like a vet but lil bitch ima rookie Shootas gone step and they don't do no bluffing I make a call but there is no discussion Look at yo bitch and she always be blushing Walk in the mall and spend cash like its nothing Niggas be hating it ain't no assumptions Gotta bad bitch need another one now Her friend she looking so bad I might just roll me another one up I'm in the whip with my brodie and two bad bitches An we can't see its foggy in here Hotbox the whip so we all getting lit Know after that me and lil shorty just dipped Just hit ya lil hoe she say I make her happy Hit from the back an she calling me daddy Ain't with the dissing just dm the addy Hunnid round drum an it's shaped like a patty You gone catch the whole clip ima shoot till it's empty It's a throw away I buss it get filthy Have my gloves on pled to not guilty Finger f*ck the Choppa its getting milky Yo bitch yea i'm taking her home nshit She all on my phone nshit (Got damn) She say that she will never cheat on you Well I'm proving her wrong lil bitch Diamonds they shining even through the tint Know she wanna f*ck but say she gone vent I stay with my nena like I'm paying rent We hotboxing camping know we getting lit Ay Hop on the jet now we finna go ghost Fucking the bitch yea the bitch do the most Nigga want static get smoked like some dope Rolled up in jatic he smell like cologne Hotbox the whip while we making a song If she ain't sucking dick then I'm sending her home Now the bih calling my phone Told the bih leave me alone (Here you go bro damn my fault) (Damn bout time nigga) (these niggas out here charging 220 a half) (chiefing the blunt nshit nigga) Hop on the jet now we finna go ghost Nigga want static get smoked like some dope Hotbox the whip while we making a song If she ain't sucking dick then I' m sending her home Now the bih calling my phone Told the bih leave me alone