Getting low on ammunition Man you know I'll be coming Groovy bitch She doing that thing she call me a goofy came up to cut like I'm in a movie hair job I ain't I pull up my woozy do my thing and I chill my glue be coming in face. You know I Gucci bitch We're saying I lost a juicy learning in order. I'm so goofy I got a cutie. She's bad and bougie with a big booty. She's checking her ass. I'm driving the fast I'm switching lanes don't even play. I brought his baby my nigga. You lost some coming against you pulling the guns You know the nigga wait, you know I ain't paying I'm making this bag You know that I'm saving hopping away, but you know that race come to the park You know that we hooping after I gave me your body's gone. No back down Call me the dog back in a bag and I'm making a threes who the *** say they want you and me I'm holding his back and I'm slipping on leave that little bitch. She making a scene that nigga. He snitching. You know he a fiend I'm a mother***ing young and I'm making his bed. I need a snake. I'm gonna cut off his head He got the pipe, you know, he could bleed that nigga want to say he won't enter his clip Pull up my nigga ain't ***. You know my level. Don't try to compete. She said that she like me I couldn't believe five five five. That's got 19 king of the jungle. They call me faster Don't make me be talking. I put on my chopper. I'm ***ing a banshee calling me pop on the niggas one Geez, I leave it to drama the niggas won't be volley with the reef. You're rolling up and he's mucking I leave your man be still you know, you know, you don't try me again No, nigga, behave hop on my dick