n.bison

And the bottles poppin' Don't know what we celebrating for We not gon' stop it F*ck Police and Coppin' Damn them ni**as watchin' Man them ni**as hatin' because they ain't driving Autobottin' Two Hundred K' on the wrist Splishy Sploshy And them b*tches go crazy how i'm the hot topic (Oh Yeah) When she with me, she play a game of Bop It! Don't play with me i'm Sam Fisher with the Green optic She's in my dream She's super mean All my b*tches look at me through a red beam My shawty not gon' miss, you better make it quick And she gon' pull like MJ when she got the switch It's July Fifth, we're flying private Ni**as smoking on that gas, f*ck a mileage (Oh Why, Why) Why your homegirls be on my sh*t You better check your homegirls because they s*cking my d*ck We up on tour Freaks galore We be up in the Bape store, making it rain and we want more In the Hellcat, that demon that roar Your b*tch making me soar, I forgot her name I think it's Laura To those celebrated for Shoutout the greatest them all They could crawl so we could walk When I walk ima' ball this hard My name been written in stars