Released on July 26, 2019

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[Intro]

Bitch, what‚ what‚ what?

Let  the band play

Bitch‚  yeah, yeah, yeah

Bitch‚ yeah, yeah, yeah‚ yeah, yeah

Get back, Glizock

(Yeah)  Uh, uh, uh, uh

(Fuck)  Uh, uh, uh, uh

Trust that bitch? I don't trust that bitch

Fuck  around there, dog?


[Chorus]

Come get yo' bitch, dog

Why she all up, all up, all up, all up on my dick, dog?

I know why, it's because she seen my neck and wrist, dog

Forty-five  on my hip so don't think I'm a lick, dog

Don't try, gang an' them turn your block into a fish fry

Yeah! Guess you're big time

Get back, lay yo' ass down, nigga, I chase dead guys, uh

Now my legs tired, yeah, I bought big time

On my ears, my rim size, solitares, they too bright, uh


[Verse 1]

I got too much pride, yeah, flexin' all the time

From the bottom, then I climbed, yeah, I came from nicks and dimes

Dark shades like I'm spyin', yeah, Versaces on my eyes

And I'm chillin' with some fine, but she ain't even mine

Come get yo' bitch, dog

Why she all up, all up, all up, all up on my dick, dog?

I know why, it's because she seen my neck and wrist, dog

Forty-five on my hip so don't think I'm a lick, dog

Don't try, gang an' them turn your block into a fish fry

Yeah! Guess you're big time

Get back, lay yo' ass down, nigga, I chase dead guys, uh

Now my legs tired, yeah, I bought big time

On my ears, my rim size, solitares, they too bright, uh


[Verse 2]

I got too much pride, bitch, I ain't never lied

Yeah, I heard money is time, so I spent some time to shine

Play with me, I seen ya fly, I drop bodies and not dimes

Yeah, my young niggas wild, make the opps throw in the towel

Yeah, gang run the town, ay, you keep actin' crazy

Like PJ won't take it down, yuh, these Glocks ain't got safetys

Ain't no way we playin' 'round, nah, we just paper chasin'

If you ain't, then get from 'round me, I hope you understand


[Chorus]

Come get yo' bitch, dog

Why she all up, all up, all up, all up on my dick, dog?

I know why, it's because she seen my neck and wrist, dog

Forty-five on my hip so don't think I'm a lick, dog

Don't try, gang an' them turn your block into a fish fry

Yeah! Guess you're big time

Get back, lay yo' ass down, nigga, I chase dead guys, uh

Now my legs tired, yeah, I bought big time

On my ears, my rim size, solitares, they too bright, uh

I got too much pride