[Intro]Aye , AyeI gave this lil hoe my number now she can't stop usin' itGANGOut west 290 shit, Bitch you know how im rocking nigga get yo guns up get yo funds up you on that op shit you get mop sticked bitchNo Hooks Part 2Gang[Verse 1:]I gave this lil hoe my number now she can't stop usin' itI just bought a new chopper now I can't stop usin' itMade in Italy, my shoes got 2 Gs on emCop a foreign than I threw some D's on emIm a dog on every beat I leave fleas on emSee my pistol like a lemon boy dont make me squeeze on yaAnd bitch if you ain't no stripper I ain't throwin cheese on youIm so cold I might leave you froze if I sneeze on youIf you do blow then bring me yo noseOut here sellin blowRan out of baggage so I told my hoes to go to the storeChopper left him with a bald head, but he had a froThey wanted smoke now they all deadGo look at the scoreThe hottest nigga in it, ain't I?Baby Im a big dog but I ain't a K9You droppin names to the feds? Boy you better not say non'Get 200 for the time bitch can't let her waste mineThe cops tried to get it back at meTough luck damned if they pull me over with this shit in my trunkFast whip with the pink slip, bitch this my shitIm ridin in it with a full clip of this hot shitRidin 26's on the road to riches. Bitches blow me kissesTried to tell em but they didn't listen now they reminiscin'Cause they dissin, I bought ammunition for the oppositionYou ain't got no vision and you confused with no intuitionThis bitch so thick she can't even fit her thongI can't consider pistol cause the clip is too longShe can't inhale her smoke cause the reefa too strongI know I was gon' make it. Won't be broke for too longBitch I got my shoes I rock Christian Luves when I walkMoney in my room I dont got no room in the vaultIf you make the news fuckin' with my dudes thats your faultTried to run he fell, should've tied his shoes before he walkedI Gave that bitch my numberEven though I knew she would stalkHe say he the truth even when I knew he was falseActin like he hard even though I knew he was softI was sellin hard I know what to do with the softBitch Im livin large like Im Big Pun in this bitchLike some morphine, leave a nigga numb in this bitchBig booty bitch, I might put my thumb in her shitSwitched ruger clips and I put a drum on that bitchBitch Im trynna put my paws on a bag like im Santa ClauseGet all in her jaws, kick her out, and forget to callNigga im a bear, you a dog. Got a different clawNigga you ain't seen what I saw boy my vision rawRidin 4 deep with that heat no drive outWe walk up, leave a nigga block chalked upYou kill one of mine we get our lick back, we need to sober upI put my drop top in a paint shop, it need a close upThis bitch lookin at me like wine she fine as hellShe wanna fuck my watch well only time will tellYou broke as hell, in that cell, you can't make your bailWe got pounds, we got bails, and they all for saleSixes on my cutlass got me sittin' tall as hellA nigga press my buttons then you know we raisin hellYou wanna have my baby hoe you must be crazy as hellGet up and get some money boy yo' ass lazy as hellRan up a quarter mill and I ain't even got no dealI rode with the steel and I dont even need no pillYou actin like you drill, you ain't even in no fieldEven though Im grown still ridin on big wheels[Outro:]Skrt , Gang , Gaaaang , Gang , Hhahahah , BITCH ,Skrt ,Skrt
