[PTAF]
(Chorus)
So when you see me pull up, jump out
Act a a**, you better do yo sh**
I got some b**hes that's with it, so do yo sh**
I got some b**hes that's with it, so do yo sh**
You better run up, you better run up
I got some b**hes that's with it so do yo sh**
I got some b**hes that's with it, so do yo sh**
(Verse 1: Alizé)
b**h, I'm already stuck in my ways
Hardheaded popping off and I'm taking all fades
Trippin' off Alize , man yall must be drinking
Run up on my clique, what the f** was you thinkin' ?
Yellow tape, lights flashing as we leave the scene
Consequences of a b**h tryna run up on me
So you can pull up
And you can hop out
But I'm not a hair puller, don't get knocked out
Don't try to cop out, don't try to plead
You can call me Ms.Clippers
Cuz I'm fading like bleach
Step up to the plate, I'm taking everybody sh**
All gas, no breaks
I ain't stopping , I don't quit
Runnin' yo mouth ah get cho' lip split
I'ma active lady, I don't take no sh**
Full fleshed, turnt up, yeah we all in yo mix
Haha do yo sh** b**h
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(Verse 2:K Ducey)
K-Ducey don't f** with you funny b**hes
Keep talkin' sh**, I'll have yo a** missin'
f** around with us, we'll leave you in a ditch b**h
You know I like to squab, Really wit' da bidniss'
On like ah light switch
Drinkin' like yo last b**h
Stay turnt up, give a f** about the next b**h
Ridin' on my fly sh**, knowing I'm a bad b**h
Out here getting it, never on no s**a sh**
If you need a fade
You better know I'm coming b**h
All the way turnt, never on no bullsh**
Catch me in traffic
Lemme see how are you gone do this
Burner on my lap, catch a b**h losing
Don't be foolish, I don't just talk sh**
I'm really with bullsh**, so just stop it
Money in pocket, my squad ain't stoppin'
Stay turnt up, let's get this sh** poppin'
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(Verse 3: Kandii)
5 cars deep when we pull up
P-T-A-F need to squabble, so what's up?
Her momma talkin' sh**
I clapped that b**h, Told her "Shut up"
Other b**hes in the house, callin back up
I told her I'mma act up
You b**hes like featherweight
Dropped the b**h instantly and didn't even hesitate
Taking b**hes out
Like we back on unlimited , I Pacquiao'd the sh**
Have you all up against the gate
Run up b**h
Watch me while I do my sh**
And my clique, is really with the bullsh**
Not one b**h, can stop on my beef sh**
And I'm taking all them hits
It's nothing cuz I'm eating it
I'mma get off no doubt
Squabble up since you wanna go and run ya mouth
I pulled up, come out
I'm in front of ya house
You betta do ya sh** when we all hop out
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