She don't speak English, she speak goth Say she was in Hungary, still ain't my I ain't gay, but fell in love with Benjamin She say, no, though, daddy, you taste just like cinnamon I forget her name, I'ma call her ceiling fan Baby, he lied to you, that boy has never killed a man One step, two step, three steps, don't This me, swerve, swerve, pull up, don't Said it was regular until I shot, now he support Trump See that boy in traffic, blow at him, ain't talkin' bout a hump Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, ayy FN, Glock 9s, ARs, K Kick those hands up, walk to the safe Why would I aim it at his body and that boy got a face? Why would I aim it at his body and that boy got a head? Ain't tryna shoot the sad shot, I'm tryna leave him dead I told you I know magic, turn this white shirt red I'm a natural savage, I don't need no meds Lil' Wick ain't know who the f*** had said Tell him come this way, I bet I leave his d*** dead Tell him come this way, I bet I rearrange his head Tell him come this way, I bet I, mm, spread Skin and jeans, white TG, nice Glock One of me, Jesus, be my opp She don't speak English, she speak goth Said she was a Hungary, still ain't my Skin and jeans, white TG, nice Glock One of me, Jesus, be my opp She don't speak English, she speak goth Said she was a Hungary, still ain't my We hit your party, guard your b***h In her turn, we're not her way Pop out, slide, spark your b***h High speed, left the narco safe My opps, they not on shoot Punt his head, this Glock gon' kick Blow so red, I shot more bricks He get hot, he not gon' miss Tryna put that old block in a blunt Bad attention, soon cockin' his pump Leave him red top like he honorin' Trump Killers all in that car, here we come Out the front on the net like you gangsta I know the real, you actually sold Poor n***a, knock off your head when we Cause you didn't be cappin' it off He play with us, then we knock out his brains I'm tryna see what he actually thought Bro call me when he's go for the gang He talk to the opp, he was happy he coke Check out the b***h, then your life is in danger Hole in one like he practicin' ghost I know they hate that I'm gettin' this paper Write to the bank, I be laughin' it off Skin and jeans, white TG, nice Glock One of me, Jesus, be my opp She don't speak English, she speak goth Said she was a Hungary, still ain't my Skin and jeans, white TG, nice Glock One of me, Jesus, be my opp She don't speak English, she speak goth Said she was a Hungary, still ain't my