[Intro: Wisdom]
(Uzoma, come here)
Bitch (K.i.D)
[Chorus: Wisdom & Stunna 4 Vegas]
Bitch, I'm back with my pole like I'm Samfix or somethin'
And we don't stress no hoes, we just ran through a ton (Uh-uh)
Ayy, bitch, I'm prolly with the fours (Prolly with the gang), everybody got a gun (Yoom)
She suck it 'til she snotty nosed, she a freak, she a fool with her tongue (Uh)
I'm divin' in her bed like, "Uh, ayy", like, "Uh, ayy"
You see 'em get whacked like broad day
Broad day (Come on), we not goin' tit for tat
It's not what we on (Uh-uh), we could never
She suck the dick 'til I'm sharp like a Tesla
We post the chat from the first 'til December
She want my son, but his father won't let her (Goofy)
[Verse 1: Wisdom & Stunna 4 Vegas]
She like, "Kid, beat it down for me" (For me)
Well, lil' bitty, shut the fuck up and drop down to your knees
We got no feelings, just pots with the P's
I can cut off a ho, give her back to the streets (Get the fuck out)
We spot the fire, hit this mans with the grease
Got kicked out of class, now I'm fuckin' the teacher
Got the game from my bruh, now our plate in the P's
And she claim that I'm bougie, I'm just hard to please (I am)
Make it just hard to lean
They like my sons, yeah, they just wanna be me
Pull up them foreigns, just watch how I beat 'em
Hit a new whore, make 'em switch like the season
They all want a choir, make 'em sing like Kyrie
New ice on the way, shit, I been had a heater
New stick on the way, watch she bat like I'm Jedi
If she come like a tree, well, that's how I'ma treat her
I hit the first time, but she not eatin' (Eatin')
Tryna bite the tip, but she ain't teethin' (Teethin')
I be in her brain, tryna find reason (Uh)
She be screamin' out, "God," but I'm not Jesus (Uh, mmm)
[Verse 2: Stunna 4 Vegas & Wisdom]
She be giving me top and then I'm leavin' (Thot)
I'm tryna get 'em knocked, I am not beefin' (Come here)
I walk around with a knot on me (Cash)
I drop some cash and the shots ringin' (Let's go, get 'em out of there)
If a nigga got it me, bet I got evil
Book me for a show, bring that Glock in (For sho')
Take your ho, better not bring your thot in (Uh-uh, bitch)
I make her throw that four when I dive in (4X)
I got a whole lotta Ks like Wisdom (Uh)
We'll still hop in a rental (Nigga, skrrt-skrrt-skrrt)
Big chop spit venom (Bitch, boom)
Sit her down, tryna get in my dental (Thot, thot)
Uh, she eat the dick up for dinner
Bringin' me up, he get put in a blender (Bitch, come here)
We the reason he missin' his manners (Ha)
He don't use his mind (Gang), I put fire on his manner (Fah-fah-fah-fah)
My lil' niggas be itchin' to slide (Come on, yoom)
I keep this blicky on the side of me
I see some shit with these eyes
You know I get shit lit by a rival (Lit)
I get 'em whacked, no revive (Whacked)
Ain't got a hat, he can't hop in the ride (Uh-uh)
Ain't chasin' the nat, she get passed to the guys (Bitch)
[Chorus: Wisdom & Stunna 4 Vegas]
Bitch, I'm back with my pole like I'm Samfix or somethin'
And we don't stress no hoes, we just ran through a ton
Ayy, bitch, I'm prolly with the fours, everybody got a gun
She suck it 'til she snotty nosed, she a freak, she a fool with her tongue
I'm divin' in her bed like, "Uh, ayy", like, "Uh, ayy"
You see 'em get whacked like broad day
Broad day, we not goin' tit for tat
It's not what we on, we could never
She suck the dick 'til I'm sharp like a Tesla
We post the chat from the first 'til December
She want my son, but his father won't let her
[Outro: Wisdom & Stunna 4 Vegas]
Goofy-ass (She get passed to the bros)
If she think she 'bouta have a CEO, I'm the hottest young nigga (Cold, we left lil' buddy on the road)
She crazy as hell (Wipe shit, front street)
His partner man put your fire on a tee
Say you down to me, so it's the way you slide for me
Goofy
