[Chorus]
I hit the ho from the front, make her turn around, I hit the ho from the back
He tryna fuck with the gang, he can't fuck with us, half of these motherfuckers wack
Uh, I make your ho suck my cock and then after that I got your ho screamin', "Slatt"
I got your ho screamin', "Slime"
I got another ho, she waitin' in line
I break her back and then pick up her spine
Eat me like chocolate, just like Dubai
I pour a four and then I pour a five
Heard you got coke, bitch, I snort a line
Smokin' that dope, bitch, I smoke a lot
"How much was that coat?" Bitch, I spend a lot
[Verse]
Five bands for a brand new mink
And I'm fuckin' her pussy, pink
Shе a bop, she wanna get a ring
I'm still fuckin' that pussy up
What you got? Put your shit up
'Cause I keep mе a Ruger tucked
Nobody could fuck with us
This ho ride me 'til I bust
And I'm fuckin' that bitch on camera, we made a movie, cinema
Red my favorite color, guess I was born a sinner
Uh, okay, your mans on a live stream, I ain't even talkin' 'bout sinner
We put your mans on LiveLeak
Cut him up just like hibachi
If you and them cry, we'll kill you, we'll kill everybody watchin'
I'm goin' wild like a damn zoo, I damn near lost my body
I'm cryin', I don't need a tissue
I need some more molly, 'cause I don't want it from my partner
Call up a model, get her on my team, 'cause she 'bout to set you up
Just like a candle, you fuck with me, lil' bitch, I'ma light you up
I heard my plug tryna lace my weed, so I had to fuck him up
I heard my ho been whorin' 'round me, so I had to fuck her butt
[Chorus]
I hit the ho from the front, make her turn around, I hit the ho from the back
He tryna fuck with the gang, he can't fuck with us, half of these motherfuckers wack
Uh, I make your ho suck my cock and then after that I got your ho screamin', "Slatt"
I got your ho screamin', "Slime"
I got another ho, she waitin' in line
I break her back and then pick up her spine
Eat me like chocolate, just like Dubai
I pour a four and then I pour a five
Heard you got coke, bitch, I snort a line
Smokin' that dope, bitch, I smoke a lot
"How much was that coat?" Bitch, I spend a lot
[Part II]
[Verse]
Okay
We gon' be good, we'll make it through the day
This ho keep sayin' I can't make it, I said, "Fuck you, bae"
I left that bitch and got a new ho that's down to ride
Left that bitch and got a new ho that's down to die for me
Would you blast for me? Would you press the gas for me?
Would you talk with me? Would you say you really feel me?
I tell you how I'm feelin', but you don't see how I'm feelin'
You say you love the old me, I'm sorry, but I killed him
There's no one, there's no one
I want you 'til the sun up
All these bands, I run up
I need a break right now, I need to pour up
You say that they hate us, but they don't even know us
I'm like, "How is it possible? Baby, how is it possible?" (How? How)
Heard you been whorin' around, tellin' these things about us
I just took all of my guns out, I'm playin' spin the bottle
And I'm whippin' at Orlando, this ho blow my bottle
And I'm sorry for hurtin' you, sorry for trustin' you, sorry for lovin' you
Yeah, I know that love hurts, but it was me and you
And every time I get hurt, you know I'm needin' you
And my friends, they textin' me, I like what I see in you
I told 'em, "Words just can't describe it, I need to be with you"
I need to run away from my problems, I gotta flee from you
I need to smoke a Black & Mild 'cause I gotta see this through
I gotta look into my future
When I go to sleep, it's dollar signs, bitch, I see mula
Inhale, exhale, gotta smoke a hookah
Tour bus with the gang, got like five hookers
[Outro]
This ain't really what I wanted, but I guess I had it comin'
I just wanna get your lovin' and I wanna get some commas
I don't care 'bout what they sayin', I ain't lookin' at they comments
Put your heart into it all, y'all fuckin' my bond