[Hook 1]

Pull up wit my stick I let it hit

Pull up wit my Benz I let it go

Pull up on yo bitch she sucking dick

Pull up on yo ass Issa lick

[Verse 1]

Up in the boof Issa hit

Running our of bullets need a clip

Lean in my system moving slow

Opps at the door I need go

[Verse 2]

Up in the crib counting money

Try to rob me and it’s gon' be bloody

Riding around two door coupe yeah swerving

Bad bitches only if you not I’m curving

[Verse 3: lil graphics card]

(yeah bitch.)

(Lil Graphics Card!)

Yeah all you niggas bitches

You talking like some mothafucking snitches

Imma pull give you stitches (bow, bow)

I might snap yo neck wit a stick

Sippin on that good lean bitch (bitch bitch)

Hollow tip got you soundin like lelo n stitch

I just might with the team we clean

(yeah bitch)

[Verse 4]

Nigga you ain't really bout it (you ain't bout it nigga)

I might slap yo dumbass in the head (head head)

Nigga i'm always reppin red (reppin red nigga)

I might slide into your girls pussy with a sled