lyrics

bitch uh
c-catch a small hat
movin shit like baghdad
s-she said im a bad man
mixin shit like labrat
w-whip it, fuck it crash dat
t-told my bro come pass dat
c-can you tell the truth
my bro gon up dat tool
f-fuck it, shoot at you
ball out bitch with the crew
t-thumbin thru da racks
i told dat bitch come shake some ass
they like boy you hungry, im addicted to the cash
p-pull up to the party
bitch i got the speakers blast
hunnid commas everyday, im movin wit a bag
bitch im way too different i dont sit up on my ass
m-movin with a purpose i can never be too sad
let down, i got too tired
o-off dat perc, i got too higher
do dis shit i got no stylist
i cant let nobody control
bitch i kick it way too hard, im boolin wit my whoa
yeah the bets on
c-come and try it
in-in dis bitch im way too flawless
yea you fall off, bitch i call it
bitch too hot, i switch the topic
i get too damn pop like rocket
d-do dis shit, bitch i ain stop it
damn, really did dis on my fuckin own
man i love it when im really back at home

labrat (sewz & bsu)

frosty