Sosa, baby
No, I cant calm down, bitch Im too turnt up
Judge gon give me life, foe nem Murders
Sittin at a red light, pourin this purp up
See the LVs on my boxers, while Im liftin my shirt up
Cops tryna search us, hoes tryna twerk us
Walk in with all this ice, did it on purpose
Got spice like red hot, need to keep ya tail tucked
Have folks nem deliver this to you, put it in ya mailbox
Niggas be really knowin, bitches be really goin
Look up and the ceilin gone, that ass Im feelin on
Gimme a Christina Milian, I could pop me a wheelie on
Bout to go get some more chains, like I aint got enough jewelry on
Went to the trap last night, and I looked up it was dawn
Got a U-Haul backin in, with equipment & more laundry
You know we aint really for none, all I know is get paper
I know killas, and they owe me big favors
Bitches XO me like Weeknd, Im somewhere out eating
Stay yo ass in 2 feet, or go yo ass on the deep end
Someone hand me an ashtray, thats my boys who passed away
Keep my mouth laminated, til the day Im eliminated
No I cant calm down, bitch Im too turnt up
Judge gon give me life, foe nem Murders
Sittin at a red light, pourin this purp up
See the LVs on my boxers, while Im liftin my shirt up
Cops tryna search us, hoes tryna twerk us
Walk in with all this ice, did it on purpose
Got spice like red hot, need to keep ya tail tucked
Have folks nem deliver this to you, put it in ya mailbox
Whats yo address nigga? Where you live at nigga?
We aint tryna hear that nigga, you know Im a real ass nigga
Know I gotta get cash nigga, you know I want it real bad, nigga
My young niggas run down on you, treat you like a lil ass nigga
Bitches see the ice, they see the cars, they see the bands they in the mood
They get in, into the spot, thats where the cars gon take us to
I need top, I told them bitches that like it was breaking news
And you know I be about my chicken, bitch no Ramen noodles
Jail cell not even bigger than my pantry
We cant leave no trace I guess them gloves come in handy
Its lovely now, bitches be loving me now, aye
Had the bitch suckin me up, she might end up shutting me down aye
No I cant calm down, bitch Im too turnt up
Judge gon give me life, foe nem Murders
Sittin at a red light, pourin this purp up
See the LVs on my boxers, while Im liftin my shirt up
Cops tryna search us, hoes tryna twerk us
Walk in with all this ice, did it on purpose
Got spice like red hot, need to keep ya tail tucked
Have folks nem deliver this to you, put it in ya mailbox