Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Mhmm, hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm
Mike Will, Mike Will, Mike Will, Mike Will
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah, bang bang bang bang, yeah, yeah, bang bang, yeah, ayy
Gotta have a ball
I have it all
I gotta ball
Speedin too hard
Please call the law
Bitch, Im the boss
Old school rose
2020 comin in
She got out and told her friends
Told her come and eat my dick
I don’t know if I should send
I can have her and her friend
And I don’t care if they twins
Chickens be clucking like hens
And I pull up in a Benz
Nigga hatin on me, I don’t know why
Prolly causе he a fuckin broke boy
I done sold morе coke than a coke boy
Is you gangsta now, I dont know boy
Why you mad at me?
Why you mad at me?
Thats how you gon be
I’m still gonna eat
Why you mad at me?
Why you mad at me?
That’s how you gon be
I’m still gonna eat
Niggas be like wa-wa-wa
Wa-wa-wa
Dont be mad
Go get a bag
Wa-wa-wa
Wa-wa-wa
Get in yo bag
You lookin sad