Bitch I was down had a to get in my Bag

Laser on the stick I could really play Tag

Shawty a goddess she don′t even gagPussy exotic its more like a jag

Dick her down once she need more Like its crack

Sit on my throne put my feet up, Relax

Shawty gone blow me and treat it Like sax

Smooth but the feeling too good like Its jazz

Digital paper don't have to count Cash

Actin a fool gotta take out da trash

I put a bolt on ya head like you flash

Wash me some dishes then get to the Rack

Bitch I don′t bang I ain't trippin on Set

Still with the gang betta come with Respect

Bullets like Ric Flair they go at ya Chest

Tell em to get dea, too swift how I Step

Get in my mode n then this how I Get

Off the drink movin slow n she like How I dress

I don't care bout opinions I don′t Have to flex

In the lab every day got me feelin like Dex

She wanna slurp it she know that I′m Next

Keep the chains on we gone have Some rich sex

She dance like a diamond on ice out Baugette

I played her some drake course I got The connect

They talk the danger I'm clutchin the Cuete

Straight from the trenches, that shit Made me fuerte

Fuck with my hente i come with the Muerte

Big 45 you won′t make it with suerte

J Keep the Fierro the J is for Jefe

She on her knees n she beg for the Leche

They actin green on the street I Might sketch em

Treat em like wood tell my dog go n Fetch em

Bitch I was down had to get up

Diamonds are made under pressure

You fakin then you cannot sit at my Mesa

She suck with no hands like we ridin A tesla

Send yo location might have to Address ya

If its bout familia I'm gone have ta Press ya

Every time that they see me I′m Comin through fresha

Keep telling the millys I'm coming to Getcha

I′m too in my bag got the scope n its Focused

The target the top ima poof hocus Pocus

I keep going up yeah I know that They notice

I'm never gonna stop gotta hell of a Motive

I light up some purp n it work now I'm floatin

I might go berserk know they hurt Cause I′m glowin

Came up from the dirt but the grass Still need mowin

I keep going up cause that grass it Keep growin

They always talk like we friends I Don′t know em

Can't get in my way if you don′t know where I'm goin

I′m tom with these bullets precise When I throw em

She might do the woah the way that I'm flowin

I got her movin her waist

Hit from the back ima slay

I love this bitch cause she cray

Told her its game time but I wasn′t Playing

She give me facetime n I let it rain

Throw it in the bag but that's just for The main

The coupe got no ceilin I'm feelin Like Wayne

Big body whip you can′t drive in my Lane

Bft drip we ain′t drippin the same

I'm in my bag n I′m takin the blame

Ain't going out bad ima keep the Flame

Bring it back home bitch I′m ballin Like James

I got this shit in my veins

Bitch I was down hadda to get in my Bag

Laser on the stick I could really play Tag

Shawty a goddess she don't even gag

Pussy exotic its more like a jag

Dicked her down once she need More like its crack

Sit on my throne put my feet up, Relax

Shawty gone blow me and treat it Like sax

Smooth but the feeling too good like Its jazz

Digital paper don′t have to count Cash

Actin a fool gotta take out da trash

I put a bolt on ya head like you flash

Wash me some dishes then get to the Rack

Bitch I don't bang I ain't trippin on Set

Still with the gang betta come with Respect

Bullets like ric flair they go at ya Chest

Tell em to get dea, too swift how I Step