[Intro]
Call some hoes, moe. Call some hoes. Yeah
Duct tape your grandmother, and that's on everything
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Gold teeth, bad b**hes, they mulatto
Good weed, forty ounces, and some tacos
Shooting at the police, skateboarding and eating p**y
Doing coke, f**ing raw, Blood gang, that's law
Left hand on that steering wheel, texting hoes with my right hand
Shout out my n***a Von, 'cause that n***a my right hand
(Yung Trae A.R. hanging out the window)
(Yung Trae A.R. hanging out the window)
(Yung Trae A.R. hanging out the window)
All my b**hes is nymphos, all my n***as steal Fords and Chevys
My mama think I'm Makaveli, My swagger on that Fonzarelli
I'm popping Percs for breakfast, I do coke for lunch, eat p**y for dinner
God bless this sinner, ask 30th, n***a I'm a blessing
f** around with my n***as, I'll bicep your armageddon
Bench press crack c**aine, the black version of Cobain
My old hoes get g**ned, I drive drunk, but maintain
If my grandma knew, she'd probably cry
My new b**h is probably bi, if she let me f** I'mma make her cry
Manslingo on Greek hoes
That young black, ashy n***a, but I'm still tanning out Rio
Swimming out in the deep end
I got so much weed, I'm surprised I ain't a weed man
Gold rings, tounuge ring, machine guns under my couch
I had a dream, I broke my legs, and she didn't f**, I still kicked her out
f**ing around the East coast, up and down, smuggling d**
Ratchet n***a, you f**ing with us, I'll k** your mom, 'cause you f**ing with thugs
Black jacket with a lot of zippers, phone dead 'cause I'm s**ting hoes
I swear I think my sh** don't stink, all these years I ain't close my nose
Ski mask, break in your house, get a n***a for his flat screens
Sell that sh** for 300, buy some new clothes and a new gun
My lungs blacker than me n***a, I swear I need a new one
My life is like too fun, photo shoots and s** tapes
All I eat is wet p**y, Oreos, and purple grapes
Drug money in my safe, but I stop trapping six months ago
Now all I'm focused on: Music, 'cause these freak hoes is gonna come and go
Y-N-W-V hoe, Spilled Paint, buy that sh**
I swear to God, I'm high as sh**, dope sh**, dope sh**
After this, I'mma f** a b**h, to Marco's last album
I said..
(Break it down and roll it, inhale and blow it up)
(Break it down and roll it, inhale and blow it up)
(Girl my sh** say loaded)