LYRIC
Pop me an Ibuprofen i might lose it
I'm on facetime with me leg, got to mute it
Think im loving girl do i look like cupid?
Two steps shorty see me now she drooling
Sent yo man out now yo man looking stupid
Took his shoes, im ruthless
Shoot at the witness, feds clueless
No math class but i keep me a ruler
Give me a lick i bet ima move it
I took about 5 bands to the jewler
(?) the jello (?) in the cooler
Bad lil ma she from Bermuda
(?) i feel like medusa
Im underwater, diver, scuba
Heard you want smoke? they call me a hookah
They call me Balmain i got zippers
I got to walk down just to hit
Well get a uber just to shoot out the lift
Slide with them Beyblades let it rip
Don't really wear Jordans designer my kicks
You ain't no wife you a side chick
Bro got a .762 he shoot bout four five six
Gold (?) trackstar he running
Sound like an african church when im gunning
Feds coming put that Glock in the oven
Don't got no beef but we can if he want it
Took his money what he do? Nothing
But on Twitter he a goon, Bluffin!
Red beam now his team running
Get the strap yeah that's him
We whipping with 10 bands in the (?)
Slide up on him unexpected (?)
I ain't a bunny rabbit i got tricks
(?) on full lean now we sick
Wizards Of Waverly place with the sticks
Pull up on you tay gon empty the flip
Throw him in the ocean take a dip
I had to re up just to flip it
We whipping with 10 bands in the (?)
Slide up on him unexpected (?)
I ain't a bunny rabbit i got tricks
(?) on full lean now we sick
Wizards Of Waverly place with the sticks
Pull up on you tay gon empty the flip
Throw him in the ocean take a dip
I had to re up just to flip it
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