Yeah-Yeah, I'm in these streets
Yeah-Yeah, fuck the ministry
Geh-Geh-get right to the hunnids centi-centipede
Yo lil hoe my bitch
Bitch, stupid bitch, I can't let her get the best.. (I can't) best of me
Do him like an essay, why you test-why-why you testing me
Bro if that's... bro-bro if that's yo hoe, why she texting me
Bro if that's yo hoe why she caressing me
She-She said I got sauce, come get that recipe
Kick her out, cause she done used to laugh at me

Teh-Teh-Ten right there, she tryn' be my wife (she tryn'-she tryn')
Pull out bands for that lil bitch, and It's on sight
I don't wan' fight, I pray to god that it's alright
I don't wan' fight, If he wan fight the blick gon' strike
I believe the shi he say, If he gon' slide
Yeh-Yeh-Yeh, but he ain't slide
Yeh lil toater on my hip gon' leave him fried
Yeh lil shawty gimme brain, stupid bride (brain-brain)
I just jumped up out the whip, It's suicide (skrrt-skrrt)
Bitch I'm smoking loud, can't hear a word
Shawty-Shawty keep on talking, I can't hear word
I'm tryn' get that slop, then kick her to the curb
If she ain't bout' it, then I ain't bout' it and she gon' learn
Bih-Bitch I put a choppa on my hip, now they concerned
Cash flow, how'd the tables turn
I'm in my bag hoe, so I'm gon' let us burn
Wok up in the Faygo, pray I don't return

Yeah I'm in these streets
Yeah-Yeah, fuck the ministry
Get right to the hunnids centipede
Yo lil hoe my centerpiece
Stupid bitch, I can't let her get the best of me
Do him like an essay, why you testing me

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