(Hook)

Got His Girl

Got His Bitch uh (yeah yeah)

Choppa on me finna blow, blow, blow (b-blow, blow)

But when we pullup its a different story now (different story)

Dat boy dont want smoke uh (yeah yeah)

Yeah dat boy dont want smoke uh (nah)

So we pullup at his home

(Verse 1)

Yea Im walking in your door uh

Choppa gon' fire

Choppa gon' fire

What you gon' do when you get pulled up by my guys

You is a capper, you tellin' lies

But I like that, not at all

Movin' mad on a phone call

He a pussy got no balls

We in the mix, bitch

Bag full of tricks, which?

Cast a spell on yo ass huh

I just got in my bag uh

Box logo on my backpack

Fool wanna ride scatpack

But he not ready for that (Blat Blat)

Yea dat boy dont want smoke uh

Dat boy dont want smoke yuh

All these pussies wanna be me

But I can't see them clearly

Put my glasses on bitch im in the zone oh

Im in the matrix

Stuck in that bitch

But we hittin' licks on his crib

(Hook)

Got His Girl

Got His Bitch uh (yeah yeah)

Choppa on me finna blow, blow, blow (b-blow, blow)

But when we pullup its a different story now (different story)

Dat boy dont want smoke uh (yeah yeah)

Yeah dat boy dont want smoke uh (nah)

So we pullup at his home

(Verse 2)

All is Good

All is Great

Yea Im tryna get so high so pour me an 8

I got too much in my cup I can't feel my face

Yall stupid bitches can't stay at my pace

This is my palace stay out my place

This ain't a ballad this is a rage

So keep it together

Im at a 99 swerving, You in the back, bleeding all over yo face

Im at the function sippin' on bourbon, yall bitches can't relate

Only been conscious 18 years but this is my fate

Yea and my money new yea my money young so im gunna catch me a case

(yea yea yea)

(Hook)

Got His Girl

Got His Bitch uh (yeah yeah)

Choppa on me finna blow, blow, blow (b-blow, blow)

But when we pullup its a different story now (different story)

Dat boy dont want smoke uh (yeah yeah)

Yeah dat boy dont want smoke uh (nah)

So we pullup at his home