Lyrics:

Mmm
Ahhhh (Yeahh)

Yeahhh (Damn)
I feel like Guts, go berserk in this bitch (Yeahh)
Yeah that bitch want some bands told her to twerk in this bitch (Yeahh)
Yeah pop out fresh what I'm worth in this fit
Yeah I like what she doing when she fuck use her hips (Yop, mhm ok)
Yeah my niggas making all that money like we supposed to (Yeah)
Niggas mad we ain't fucking with them, I don't really know you (Yop, mhm)
We got unlimited funds and guns, I'm gonna have to show you (Yeahh)
Yeah I'm bout to make a play, finna put him on a poster
Yeah, I feel like Guts, go berserk in this bitch (Yeahh)
Yeah that bitch want some bands told her to twerk in this bitch (Yeahh)
Yeah pop out fresh what I'm worth in this fit
Yeah I like what she doing when she fuck use her hips (Yop, mhm ok)
Yeah my niggas making all that money like we supposed to (Yeah)
Niggas mad we ain't fucking with them, I don't really know you (Yop, mhm)
We got unlimited funds and guns, I'm gonna have to show you (Yeahh)
Yeah I'm bout to make a play, finna put him on a poster

Yeah talking bout you got that lil bitch you don't even know (Damn)
Yeah fucking with my crew we finna pop out like a toaster (Yeah)
Yeah that weak ass tape ain't get no streams yeah I told you (Yeah I told you)
Yeah big bad wolf, drive by your crib blow the house down
Swerve in the whip with the za and we smoke pounds (Ah)
Yeah your bitch she a OD bop, she blew the whole house
Yeah I punch a nigga bird chest now he screaming out loud
Fat nigga get ejected touching bitches, you got four fouls
Yeah 100k for my wrist watch, you know I bought it (I bought it)
How you broke and 45? Old nigga yeah you got it (You got it)
Put a switch and a beam on the glock like a rocket (Damn)
Got your on the phone, she on the bed, I'm on the top fucking (Ay what)
Yeah shoot the glock got a lag switch you know my shit ducking (Brrsh)
Yeah my bro said he finna drop a tape, I said "Shit, fuck it" (Fuck it)
Yeah that nigga ain't no rat, shot his head, you ain't see nothing (Damn)
Yeah my bitch don't play, RBF she be mean mugging
Yeah down low hit you with the glock, send you straight to Heaven
Yeah my niggas tote with guns, Ak's and them 67's (67)
Yeah my nigga took your knock and your chain, you don't get no leverage
Yeah I blew the nigga house down, insurance, he need Progressive (Where my phone)
Yeah hit that nigga with my car, yeah I'm finna curb on him (Finna curb)
Yeah I punch a nigga guts out, finna go berserk on him (Go berserk)
Yeah my song for the hoes in the club, they finna twerk to it (Finna twerk)
Try to teach you how to make some racks, nigga you ain't learn nothing (Damn)

Yeahhh (Damn)
I feel like Guts, go berserk in this bitch (Yeahh)
Yeah that bitch want some bands told her to twerk in this bitch (Yeahh)
Yeah pop out fresh what I'm worth in this fit
Yeah I like what she doing when she fuck use her hips (Yop, mhm ok)
Yeah my niggas making all that money like we supposed to (Yeah)
Niggas mad we ain't fucking with them, I don't really know you (Yop, mhm)
We got unlimited funds and guns, I'm gonna have to show you (Yeahh)
Yeah I'm bout to make a play, finna put him on a poster
Yeah, I feel like Guts, go berserk in this bitch (Yeahh)
Yeah that bitch want some bands told her to twerk in this bitch (Yeahh)
Yeah pop out fresh what I'm worth in this fit
Yeah I like what she doing when she fuck use her hips (Yop, mhm ok)
Yeah my niggas making all that money like we supposed to (Yeah)
Niggas mad we ain't fucking with them, I don't really know you (Yop, mhm)
We got unlimited funds and guns, I'm gonna have to show you (Yeahh)
Yeah I'm bout to make a play, finna put him on a poster (Yeahh)

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