Drop on some clubs, drop you in blood Left with the deeper end, I show no love Act as these pieces, my feelings no witness But follows me, so I drop off Ayy, huh, I go click-clack, metal on my hip, bitch Heavy with the metal, money comin' by the ditches *** it up, give me some, heavy hittin' Jane don't hit the blunt, she be suckin' I'ma dip it for your kissin', never been the same Since I saw the roof missin', goin' up in the cut Frontin' round rough, I hit the dough, don't shut it Said, don't shut it, bitch, keep comin' I got hella bands in my bank, stay flooded Do you wanna dance? My dance ain't ***in' And the Louis V stays on when we ***in' Bitch, talk, just cut it, end the discussion Got big bands, I know that you does it You a tough man, but my Glock got you runnin' I'm tryna understand why your bitch keep suckin' Got my Louis V stayin' by your bitch I might *** with the Glock, we in the whip A two-faced, my watch can't hear a tick I might hit the one-two like Crispy did I ain't never been broke since I made these hits And I'm in the backseat with your bitch I kiss And I'm layin' in the Seoul with a blissfulness And I'm layin' in the Seoul with a blissfulness Cause I gotta, I gotta I got short bitch, got kicks in the trunk Candid on my, can I just Huh, I keep a gun, I gotta Cause I gotta, I gotta I got short bitch, got kicks in the trunk Candid on my, can I just Huh, I keep a gun, I gotta I gotta, I gotta, I gotta, I gotta I gotta I go click, clap, metal on my hip bitch Heavy with the metal money comin' by the digits *** it up, gimme some Heavy hittin' Jane, don't hit the blunt I could build a Volvo Cuz I gotta, I gotta, I gotta I got showbiz, you got kids in the trunk Can it all mom? Can I just talk? I keep a gun, I gotta Cuz I gotta, I gotta, I gotta I got showbiz, you got kids in the trunk Can it all mom? Can I just talk? I keep a gun, I gotta