{Intro}
A-a-aahh
Nigga
Aye
{Chorus}
I pulled up and dropped her off in that 911 (in that 911)
I call the homies, not no 911 (call the homies)
Niggas wanna tweak with us, we send em up to heaven
Bitch a peasant, blowin up my phone, tryna get a message (hello)
Aye, broke bitches ion do those (broke)
If we gettin down, I need a band tonight or a new hoe (new hoe)
If she payin what she weighin then she safe here (then she safe here)
Why these niggas playin, no we ain’t finna play fair (we got switches)
{Verse 1}
Aye, I like money n drugs (nah for real)
Every time that I’m around, you know it’s killers n thugs (aye aye)
How the fuck you tryna chose if u ain’t get no funds
We uppin’ blickies ‘round here, no u ain’t get no ones nigga (we uppin’ blickies)
Nigga wanna feign, catch a face shot, it stay cocked
Drop the windows on em, let the drake pop (pooh pooh)
I just caught a quick scope when a nigga ran (pooh, pooh)
Fenix Flexin, pull my own stunts like I’m Jackie Chan (like I’m Jackie Chan)
More like Chris Tucker (Chris Tucker)
I took yo bitch then I turned her to a dicksucker (I got yo bitch nigga)
I ain’t gon’ lie, I cut her off if she a strip tucker (on my momma)
I’m a script busser, tryna go and sip something (where that drank at)
Nigga, aye
Like for real, where the wock at (where the wock)
We’ll leave a nigga face down, right where we popped at (pop)
You know my lil nigga thirsty, tryna get em a top hat
Whatchu gon’ do? Is you gon’ run it? You gon’ up it and cock back? (pooh pooh)
{Chorus}
I pulled up and dropped her off in that 911 (in that 911)
I call the homies, not no 911 (call the homies)
Niggas wanna tweak with us, we send em up to heaven (aye aye)
Bitch a peasant, blowin up my phone, tryna get a message (bitch)
Aye, broke bitches ion do those
If we gettin down, I need a band tonight or a new hoe (on my momma)
If she paying what she weighing then she safe here (then she safe here)
Why these niggas playin, no we ain’t finna play fair (why they playin)
{Verse 2}
He got popped up and went viral (he got popped)
This yo bitch, imma fuck her and make her hit high notes (I got the wop)
I got too many of em, for you to say you hit my hoe (aye, aye, aye)
We caught a opp and x’d em out just like it’s tic-tac-toe (nigga)
Boy, you know how niggas playin, better keep it on you (better keep it on you)
If I drop 50, had them niggas put the reaper on you (put that reaper on you)
You feel better when you make it when everybody was sleepin on you (on my momma)
If anybody droppin disses, know them niggas is creepin on you (they creepin)
So watch yo mouth nigga (watch yo mouth nigga)
You ain’t really like that, you just a house nigga (a-ahh)
Nerd!
You too lame to be a opp
Always talkin bout “it’s beef”, but if it’s on, then send a shot (send some)
If I get up in her head, then I know I can make her walk (make her walk)
Down Fig, I make her do it big so I can get this gwop (do it big)
If she ain’t tryna hand it over, then I ain’t even tryna talk (pshh)
Matter fact, this bitch a junkie out here smoking that fetty wap (that fentanyl)
{Chorus}
I pulled up and dropped her off in that 911 (skrt skrrt)
I call the homies, not no 911 (call the homies)
Niggas wanna tweak with us, we send em up to heaven (get to tweakin)
Bitch a peasant, blowin up my phone, tryna get a message (bitch)
Aye, broke bitches ion do those (u-uh)
If we gettin down, I need a band tonight or a new hoe (a new hoe)
If she paying what she weighing then she safe here (she safe here)
Why these niggas playin, no we ain’t finna play fair (we don’t play fair nigga)
{Outro}
Nigga
Aye
On my momma