MashDaGas!

(We love you Ochoo!) (Yeeuh!) Do-Do that shit like Carti Finish what you started F*ck you bitch, I'm balling Reape-Reaper keep on calling, yeah Don't play them games, I'm sorry She cheat, I step back like Harden, yeah Miss that bitch? Like, hardly We gon' let shit ride like Harley's, yeah Niggas sleep, they snoring Best believe I keep on scoring Yo' bitch left because you boring Trackhawk geeked up, bitch I'm soaring CTS-V roaring, you-you gone piss out what you pouring She don't f*ck wit' me no more, I was better off before, on God Won't do no traffic stop for nun', don't give no f*ck 'bout lights, yeah Heard the slime took off a day, now here come all the mice, yeah If this bitch treat me right, yeah, then she set for life, yeah You can't call me out on that, ain't had this in my life on God (You're on a run, bro, just-just drop an album) Yeah, already knowing, huh Went to church today, you know the word was overflowing Tattoo-Tattoos on her spine in Japanese, she think she foreign now Greatness in my blood, you slit my wrist that shit start pouring out Latest Mercedes, this bitch got turbo, bitch I'm on now These niggas hating, like what the f*ck do they be on now? Talk to me later 'cause I don't like when you be showing out I'm in Decatur, they say lil' Wicked doing shows now Wanna be greater? You gotta do shit on your own grounds Cut u-Cut up in traffic and mash the gas you hear this song now