Hemi

Uh, uh Slidin' in that Hemi (Rebirth) Give a damn, bout the feds (Skrrt) I just told this bitch I love her Double back like I was playing (Skrr) I was slidin' down your chimney Felt like Santa with the bag (Skrrrt) Fat ass FN with the mag So much money in my pocket, these bitches don't sag Only problem with that When I'm runnin' to the racks, I feel like I'm last (Skrr) Huh, Ricky, one in his bag She get sticky off of the act (Icky) Pour up a deuce talk shit on the track I got a Glock 10, rat-a-tat We gone need to check facts (Tat, tat, tat, tat) Your bitch on the set, bad You just a minor set, back Too much Maison I'm a mad man FN split him, do my damn dance You is a pig, nigga, you ham sam FN Rip, niggas go bam wham This hoe pop titties for the Instagram Uh, uh uh I can't trust no nigga (bee, bee, bee, bee) I can't trust no hoe (Trust no hoe) FN Rip right through his shit (Bee, bee) And take his door (And take his door) I just f*ck up on this bitch and count this dough (And count that dough, bee) SMG gon' rip his clique and take his hoe (And take his hoe, skrr) This hoe wanna do the dash I told her digital (I digital) That boy tryna take the swag I told that nigga no (Like nigga no) Go get your own shit, nigga Go be original (Be original) This a graveyard shift We send opp niggas to the floor Bad bitches shakin' ass at the door She wanna f*ck on the kid and I know Keep it tucked, testin' me like a hoe Ain't talkin' nose, but lil' bitch, I'ma blow Dark-skin with the blow on her nose F*ck, no, I don't entertain those Hell no, you can't stay with the bro F*ck, no, leave that hoe on her loan Drunk bitch tryna take my phone (You play too damn much) Dumb bitch, nah, I'm hotter than cold (Give me my fucking phone) Slump shit, leave that boy in a hole Don't come quick, then I'm sendin' her home Stupid ass nigga all on my IG, askin' for bread (Are you fucking dumb?) Hop out that muthafucka Audi, I told my lil' thottie put bread on your head (Speed through that bitch) F*ck, I need a muthafuckin' break All these niggas be pussy and shake I be smokin' on OG damn no, woah Ain't no damn way I smoke top shelf shit He talk shit, we pop him quick F and N gone bust his lip Bad lil' bitch, she lick the tip (Oh my God Wintr) (How you doing?) (I'm not even drunk right now) (I'm chilling)