[Intro: Sappo Floss & Quelly Woo]

Grrah, grrah ([?], AK)

Gllah-gllah-gllah, like

Hold on, hahahaha

Sappo

Sappo, grrah, grrah, hold on

[Chorus: Sappo Floss]

I got a gun, when I use it, it work

I got a bitch, when I fuck her, she squirt

I call her Rihanna, she gon' make it work

I did a dril all the way with a smirk

[?] flirtin' with the clerk

I'm bustin', rollin'-rollin' off a Perc'

Shorty a baddie, love to watch her twerk

Told her to swipe again 'cause it work

[Verse 1: Sappo Floss]

[?] MacBook

[?] grams Backwood

[?] Backwood

[?] act hood

Hahaha, huh, easy

All of my niggas is [?]

[?] greedy

[?] tease me

[?] go time

[?] showtime

[?] Citibank

[?] few Chimes

[?] few lines

[?]

[?] disintegrate

[?] can't relate

[?] eliminate

[?] illustrate

[?] discriminate

[?] hit his face (Grrah)

[Interlude: Sappo Floss & Quelly Woo]

Grrah

Sappo, Sappo

Gllah-gllah-gllah

Wait

[Verse 2: Quelly Woo]

Yo, Sappo, just dump

I call up cuz and he gettin' it done

Got a bad bitch wit' thе buns

She wanna hold on that knockin' for fun

Brand new G, think I fell in lovе

I-I don't go anywhere without her

Sip on that purple, chowder

Bad bitch eat up the dick, devour, like

On my grind like I'm Ryan Sheckler

I make a movie like Stallone Sylvester

When I talk, be quite, like

'Ca-'Cause I might throw [?], damn

I'm with Sappo, that's double the tan

So please don't fast us, like

It could get spooky and shit

Back out the toolie, get groovy with it

Pop me a 30, that shit give me power like Lucy

I-I'm 'bout to start losin' my shit

I-I got a tan on my hip everywhere that I go

Like that shit a conjoined twin, wait

.40 gon' bun boy skin

Spin that block when the sky get dim, like

Or we could do it in the AM, like

We get the drop, we [?], like

Up that chop', make the .40 twerk, like

Hollows take you off the Earth

I'm-I'm-I'm with Sappo when this gun work

Crodie in the bank flirtin' wit' the teller

Never catch me lackin', I got [?] turn around

I'm uppin' it better

I was down, I got my bread up, like

I feel better

[Chorus: Sappo Floss]

I got a gun, when I use it, it work

I got a bitch, when I fuck her, she squirt

I call her Rihanna, she gon' make it work

I did a dril all the way with a smirk

[?] flirtin' with the clerk

I'm bustin', rollin'-rollin' off a Perc'

Shorty a baddie, love to watch her twerk

Told her to swipe again 'cause it work (Grrah)