[Intro]
(Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah woah, woah woah, woah, woah)
[Chorus]
Sippin' codeine straight out the bottle
Real thick bitch, look like a model
On the gas, bitch, I'm goin' full throttle
Imma ride for the gang, that's the motto
And my bro, he 'gon fill 'em with hollows, yuh
Ride around in a all-black Tahoe, yuh
Got a freak bitch, she off of the blanco, yuh
Imma run up that bag like Usain
I said, "Fuck it.", I head for the bank
Fuck with nobody, stay in my lane
Man, this bitch tryna fuck for some change
I won't ever switch, I'll never change
I might hit up your bitch in a Range
Do this shit for my people, you do it for fame
Yeah, they tryna play, they think that this shit is a game
Late night, masked up like Bane
[Verse]
What's the play? What's the word?
What you say? What you heard?
Bitch I'm high, with the birds
Boy I'm fly, you a nerd
In that big body, scrapin' the curb
Bitch, I feel like the shit, like a turd
Got this bad bitch, she droppin' her skirt
Imma pull out the whip, and I skirt
Wait, Imma pull out the whip, and I swerve
That boy talkin', put him in a hearse
Why he get offended by some words?
My bitch keep a Glock inside her purse
You got me feelin' some type of way
Yeah, and I'm tryna show you the finer things
Yeah, and don't test my brother, he might go spray
Told her slide to the crib, told her don't be late
But I'm livin', I'm here today
I be chillin', don't see the hate
And the bitch tryna be my bae, we got sticks like the CIA (Uh)
[Chorus]
Sippin' codeine straight out the bottle
Real thick bitch, look like a model
On the gas, bitch, I'm goin' full throttle
Imma ride for the gang, that's the motto
And my bro, he 'gon fill 'em with hollows, yuh
Ride around in a all-black Tahoe, yuh
Got a freak bitch, she off of the blanco, yuh
Imma run up that bag like Usain
I said, "Fuck it.", I head for the bank
Fuck with nobody, stay in my lane
Man, this bitch tryna fuck for some change
I won't ever switch, I'll never change
I might hit up your bitch in a Range
Do this shit for my people, you do it for fame
Yeah, they tryna play, they think that this shit is a game
Late night, masked up like Bane
[Rekover Jet]
Yuh, pushin' the fuck out the coupe, it's two hunnid
All of my young niggas hop out the cut with a stick, so just tell me if you really want it
I'm at the top, of the top, of the top of this shit, 'lil bitch it's feelin' like a [?]
Really steppin', I ain't really stressin', all that shit they doin', we done done it
Keep a lethal weapon, tote the Smith & Wesson
Ain't no leavin' here, gon' need a paramedic
Think he better, told that nigga, "Bet it."
I don't tote a semi, fuck with automatic
Hell nah, I ain't stressin' 'bout that lil bitch, nigga, I already had it
Switchin' hoes, I been rockin' clothes, fuck a hoe once, told her adiós
With the gang, we gon' hit a store, I been on the road, tryna switch a flow
Hit a [?], then I put it on, if it's a [?], I bag it, then I gotta go
Niggas bitches, they gon' talk the most, and they be stealin' swag just like a fuckin' clone
Tell 'em time up, I got bitches cut just like the diamond
And I keep a stick, that semi, try some
[Chorus]
Sippin' codeine straight out the bottle
Real thick bitch, look like a model
On the gas, bitch, I'm goin' full throttle
Imma ride for the gang, that's the motto
And my bro, he 'gon fill 'em with hollows, yuh
Ride around in a all-black Tahoe, yuh
Got a freak bitch, she off of the blanco, yuh
Imma run up that bag like Usain
I said, "Fuck it.", I head for the bank
Fuck with nobody, stay in my lane
Man, this bitch tryna fuck for some change
I won't ever switch, I'll never change
I might hit up your bitch in a Range
Do this shit for my people, you do it for fame
Yeah, they tryna play, they think that this shit is a game
Late night, masked up like Bane
[Outro]
(I know you think of me in some kind of special way, but you never came to show it, and you know that it's too late)
