New Bahg

Thinkin' bout' fuckin' up a lil' bag today Thinkin' bout' fuckin' up a lil' bag today Poppin my shit in the club, yo hoe gone twerk for some racks today Old ass foreign that boy keep payin' that whip off with after pay I done got flea as a bitch this morning, I answer no calls, I'm busy He got weak grams smokin' on drizze, She keep blowin' my stick like a stizie New za got me here twitch'n, fast car my lane keep switch'n And you know that lil' seven a christian, Angels with me they feelin' the spirit And my bruddy, he dumpin' these shots out the whip, I dare you get near it Ha, real nigga like me, dumpin' these songs, give a f*ck if they clear it Ha, hit him up right in his shit up lil boy stop talking like periods Ha, your hoe give me info, do what I say she some like siri High-life style, high price High-life style, high price Feel like Uzi got too bad on groupies, they like light ice spice They hear the turbo scream, they like there go Quincse oh nice I know I'm so wavy, try to surf I'm a shark gone bite Mix your bitch potatoes, give the gravy the end of the night Seven givin' up real soon, ain't givin' up without givin' up fight They better give me some room, Quincse in his head tryna get to the light Thinkin' bout' fuckin' up a new bag today Thinkin' bout' fuckin' up a lil' bag today Thinkin' bout' fuckin' up a lil' bag today Poppin my shit in the club, yo hoe gone twerk for some racks today Old ass foreign that boy keep payin' that whip off with after pay I done got flea as a bitch this morning, I answer no calls, I'm busy He got weak grams smokin' on drizze, She keep blowin' my stick like a stizie New za got me here twitch'n, fast car my lane keep switch'n And you know that lil' seven a christian, Angels with me they feelin' the spirit