[Intro]

These bitch start talking, and nigga start fumbling

B.A.K

[Chorus]

Uh, bet

We ain't going for nothing

When I pop out, these niggas get scared

They see me and then start running

Bitch start talking and nigga start fumbling

I might hit that lick just to get a few hundred

Two hundred a year, I done dropped for the summer

Man, get off my dick

I'll hop out, dump you, man, get off my...

[Verse 1]

Man, get off my dick 'fore a nigga get blitzed

Come to my show, this nigga start flexing

His chain, we turn this shit right to a lick

Bro like the wop, but I like the Tris

This ho won't stop, she keep doing tricks

Forty-five for a opp, get him gone in a minute

She be giving them drops, get a loan for a bitch

Riding around with like three hundred pints

Thinking I'll be a'ight, know I'm risking my life

Ho tryna fuck me, but I got a bitch now

Bitch move around, can't stay for the night

Bro wanna do it, I give him the right

Know I be cooling, we sipping on Sprite

Switches and Uzis, boy, that's what I like

They be playing my music, it's getting 'em hype

[Chorus]

Uh, bet, we ain't going for nothing

When I pop out, these niggas get scared

They see me and then start running

Bitch start talking and nigga start fumbling

I might hit that lick just to get a few hundred

Two hundred a year, I done dropped for the summer

Man, get off my dick, I'll hop out, dump you, man, get off my...

[Verse 2]

Man, get off my dick

Lil' bro got the Drac', I'm bumping the stick

Got heard he been working with opps so we catch him and wrap him

Rose him right in the dick

These niggas ain't used to fuck with me, I'm

Counting up racks, I blew it, just look at my fit

Ain't even want me to make it, I'm calling

Lil' mama to tell her to look at your kid

When I'm outside, I stand on ten

Don't fuck with my vibe, I'm tryna go spin

Know what they say, I can't go to that pen

Tryna set me up, I'll slide in that fin

When I'm outside, I stand on ten

Don't fuck with my vibe, I'm tryna go spin

Know what they say, I can't go to that pen

Tryna set me up, I'll slide in that fin

[Chorus]

Uh, bet, we ain't going for nothing

When I pop out, these niggas get scared

They see me and then start running

Bitch start talking and nigga start fumbling

I might hit that lick just to get a few hundred

Two hundred a year, I done dropped for the summer

Man, get off my dick, I'll hop out, dump you, man, get off my...

Man, get off my...

[Outro]

Nigga get, uh

I don't know how to rap with them racks in my pocket, uh-huh

Yeah