I'm with my gang and hitting bums.
I sit my drink inside a double cup.
It smells like perf in my lungs.
Yeah, my life is full of bad things.
Oh,
my clit's long and saline.
Pop, pop, pop, pop.
And my clit is looking mean.
Pop, pop, pop, pop.
Because I'm wearing B.B.
Simon with some jeans.
I got bands on, bands stuffed in my jeans.
Eat the f*** off a pill,
b***h,
I'm waking up at three.
My eyes bulging out,
b***h,
I'm geeked up off the lean.
I took a perc and now I'm feeling like a beast.
You say you balling,
b***h,
we chase you for the streets.
Somebody roll a blunt, then give a liquor glass.
I pour a drink inside my cup.
And ain't no party,
let's get gang inside the club.
Then all that bottle popping,
b***h,
it's turning up.
I'm with my gang and hitting bums.
I sit my drink inside a double cup.
It smells like perf inside my lungs.
Yeah, my life is full of bad things.
Oh,
I'm with my gang and hitting bums.
I sit my drink inside a double cup.
They say I'm a show off, but I ain't a show off.
I just get my toe up.
These b***hes just
shows up.
These b***hes get so up.
The pigeons get blown up.
Got a bad b***h, but a b***h
is gonna hold up.
With real homies if they need no up front, um.
Them real big body s***,
yeah I stun them.
Know my car real, you fake s***.
You betting on commas and that's real
s***.
You know I'm the best white bar,
why you roll a blunt?
Then give a liquor glass.
I pour a drink inside my cup.
And ain't no party,
let's get gang inside the club.
Then all that bottle popping,
b***h,
it's turning up.