[Intro]
Info the Producer
Ah, yeah
Info the Producer
Ah (aye)
[Verse]
When I pull up on your block, b**h, duck (b**h, duck)
Head open, eyes get shut (get shut)
n***a mad 'cause his b**h gettin' f**ed (so what?)
In my bag, I don't give two f**s (two f**s, aye)
If you think that b**h with you, then you stupid (you dumb)
Lovin' on that hoe, boy, you Cupid (ah)
I'm with a gang full of n***as, b**h, we troopin' (b**h, we troopin')
And tell me why you got that gun and you ain't shoot it?
Watch what you sayin' 'cause we pull up just like Ubers (like Ubers)
I'm in the trap, with the Glock, and you knew this (you knew this)
Hella hoes in the spot, gettin' tooted (gettin' tooted)
I just hit another juug, I just bought my b**h a poodle (aye)
I'm an Eskimo, so icy like a cooler (like a cooler)
I just got some VVSs on my Ruger (on my Ruger)
I ain't goin' back broke, hallelujah (hallelujah, aye)
And I don't need a shooter, b**h, 'cause I'm a shooter ('m a shooter)
Boy, you been a b**h since like way back (way back)
You that same lil' n***a, got his chain snatched (got his sh** snatched, aye)
Hit a lick, on your block, and I came back (and I came back)
And put that sh** right in the trap, and it came back (b**h, it came back)
p**y n***a want a choice, n***a, say that (say that)
b**h, I got that draco in my backpack (in my backpack)
I kick it forward, I'ma shoot right through the backpack (through the backpack)
Gun go blatt-blatt, get your brain snatched (blatt)
Lil Wopster ain't for none, I know you heard (you heard, aye)
Pull up on your block and then we swerve (skrrrttt)
Come to find out this ain't your block, b**h, it's the burbs (it's the burbs, aye)
Home invasion sh**, bodies droppin' like the purge (pew pew pew pew)
b**h!
[Outro]
Aye, you from the burbs
That n***a ain't hood, he from the burbs