Print

Sup Lil Homie One, two, twos better than one Three, four, who that knockin' at my door? Five, six, slime got a stick Seven, eight, you can't hop up in my range Nine, ten, filled ten hoes up in my range Eleven, twelve, did the race, fuck twelve Thirteen, fourteen, studio session till the morning Fifteen, sixteen, diamonds dancin' on my jeans Seventeen, eighteen, shinin' bright, shinin' clean Nineteen, twenty, brand new phone, yeah, who this? No, don't call me, I don't know you, who you think you is? Fuck on your bitch then I dip, dip [?] on her back, then she snitch, snitch Hit it one time, then I snitch, snitch Pipe down lil' nigga, get it right Yeah, my shooters, they shoot it on sight If you want this, we gon' fight I just poured a 4 in my Sprite Pull up in a jet, take flight Fuck on your bitch then I dip, dip [?] on her back, then she snitch, snitch Hit it one time, then I snitch, snitch Pipe down lil' nigga, get it right Yeah, my shooters, they shoot it on sight If you want this, we gon' fight I just poured a 4 in my Sprite Pull up in a jet, take flight From Letras Mania