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Hot damn, hot damn Hot grits in the morning with hot ham (Ayy) Trans-Am, big dunks Hydraulic shit lookin' like a summer slam (Skrrt) Big nut on her face (ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney) Ooh-wee, girl, smile for the face cam (Ew) Big truck, four by four Might be a Ram, change the color tan Ain’t been broke since the month of Jan' 2016, diamonds pristine (Hoo) Buy Prestos for the homie Preston He was movin' packs over at the Westin I’m with Lil Ced over in the West End (Yup) Got an F&N if you feeling western (Pew, pew, pew) Met a bad bitch from DC The shoes I had on was DC (Yup) Her cousin chain said DC (Yup) He was dreamchasin' in a Hellcat I be speedracin' (Skrrt) Buddy upped the fire, but his hand was shakin' If he up the fire, better end up dead When I tell the gang, they runnin' for your head 'Bout the guap like Ed and Edd Pillow talkin' to your ho, she told me 'xactly what you said (Yup) She takin’ dick while she gettin’ fed Moaning so loud, she sound special ed Letras de cancionesCrossed over, did some pop records But please don't push me to the edge (Pussy) Got an Uzi pistol and it got a beam Beam color red, aimed at your head (Baow, baow) Where my sack? (Yup), Where my bitch at? (Bitch) Where my bros? (Gang), Where my sticks at? (Bah, bah, bah) Ridin’ on fours (Skrrt), fucking dumb hoes (Yeah) I don't want your bitch, boy, her pussy loose like a goal (Yeah) I got too many hoes, I got too many (Yeah) They don't know what to do with me, what to do with me (Ayy) We got Hellcats and Demons, not no damn Hemi (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Fuck that bitch from the back, pullin' out her damn Remy (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Pack in, make it flip (Damn) Got a new Draco, it ain’t got no kick (Brrt) She let me fuck when she looked at my wrist (Damn) In the Hellcat, we be ridin' with sticks Got diamonds rocks on my fist (Ice) I'ma get money as long as it print Smokin' Gelato, this shit make me squint The shirt I got on, it cost more than your rent Got a tan Glock with a see-through clip (Damn) My pants and my jacket say Rick (Rick) Fuckin' your ho in the back of the Bent' Young nigga fresh like some mint (Mint) She suck on my dick, then I nut on her lip Can't leave the house if I don't got my stick Gotta watch how I walk, better stay front my kick I came a long way, my pockets had lint (Kpreme) They ain't let me in so I kicked the door Hit the mall, spent fifty, got fifty more I ain't never had a deuce deuce Bigalow Pussy ass nigga fake like silicone Chopper surf on a ho like Billabong Made the MAC-10 play a Mac Miller song Ever since I got on, girl, I been alone You don't fuck with me the long way, move along Thirty in the FN look stupid long Throwin' hail marys, go stupid long Take my best shirt, throw a bullet on Nothin' to see here, people, move along, move along He gave me a challenge and I took it on Payin' for the head, that's in the dome Diamonds in the tennis like a booger nose Butterfly doors, them butter doors, them butter doors Where my sack? (Yup), Where my bitch at? (Bitch) Where my bros? (Gang), Where my sticks at? (Bah, bah, bah) Ridin' on fours (Skrrt), fucking dumb hoes (Yeah) I don't want your bitch, boy, her pussy loose like a goal (Yeah) I got too many hoes, I got too many (Yeah) They don't know what to do with me, what to do with me (Ayy) We got Hellcats and Demons, not no damn Hemi (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Fuck that bitch from the back, pullin' out her damn Remy From Letras Mania