Oh, yeah, oh
Oh, yeah, oh
Bleh
Tell me why you talk a lot
Tell me why you talk a lot
Tell me why you talk so much
Tell me why you talk so much right now
Yeah, yeah, yeah

You must of thought I was gone
You must of thought I was done
Bitches spray that gun
Boy you better run
Hit them with two shots
Man I spin that block
Hundred rounds no cap
Poser and Kieth, yeah we back in the booth
Dropping these hits upon hits, I'm just smashin
She a bad bitch, yeah she's mine and no taking
Me and the bitch, yeah you know we just racing

Huh
Told ther that, I love her
But, you know, I might ghost her
Diamonds, Gucci, Leopard with the fur
Diamonds, Gucci club on with the fur
What we gonna do today, bitch like Ferb
I'm from like Chicago, yeah I know her
Jeez, her, smoking on that herb
Smoking on that herb
Smoking on that herb
Fuck what you heard boy, fuck what you heard
Pull up on your block, then I spray, then I swerve
Slide up for my mans?
Do I look like Durk
He gone drop his addy, now he in the dirt
Ay, can't judge a book by it's cover, see the whole page

Yeah, yeah, yeah

You must of thought I was gone
You must of thought I was done
Bitches spray that gun
Boy you better run
Hit them with two shots
Man I spin that block
Hundred rounds no cap

Yeah, yeah, yeah

You must of thought I was gone
You must of thought I was done
Bitches spray that gun
Boy you better run
Hit them with two shots
Man I spin that block
Hundred rounds no cap