Lyrics

[Verse 1: 454] Lil' shawty caught up in her waistline She don't even know that we FaceTime She don't even know that be playtime Uh, I was in back of the spot like a cellar My niggas, they slide with no view, Helen Keller I get to the cash, I don't need a bank teller Ella-ella, ayy, we duck undercover, umbrella, ayy Can't fuck with you suckas, you niggas too shady In the yellow Corolla, I think it's the '80s These niggas throw shots like they crazy My team elite, we don't need no free agents I'm a lil' scroller like baby We smoking this weed 'til my brain cells faded [Verse 2: WOODYINTL and Pig the Gemini] Yeah, oh yeah, that guap on my mind, yeah (On my mind, yeah) Woah, got guap on my mind (On my mind, yeah) No, no, these niggas can't take what's mine, yeah (What's mine, yeah) We gon' blow, that's fahso Free my lil' nigga, he gon' be on go I used to trap on the block with my folks Gettin' that money, was just 'bout to slide I gettin' that bread, let's get fly, fly Weird niggas know we sky-high, high Fuck that bitch and then bye-bye, bye Hittin' his Nissan, some' wrong with the [?] (Aye) Told him to pull up and then he gon' fly (Aye) [Verse 3: Pig the Gemini] He think it's the 80's My nigga he got big dope like the '80s (He got big dope) We want them M&M's for real Don't fuck with no crackers, Slim Shady (You already know) That my lil' baby She drive me crazy, crazy (She drive me crazy) Boy do not play with me I tote big .380s, -80s (I tote big .380s) I'm from the west side, I got players on the east too (Hmmm) These niggas crabby like seafood We get the pack and we beat it up His bitch want me now he heatin' up (Oh shit, he mad now) Hot Pocket on me, I'll heat him up (I'ma black-, lil' bro) Huh, Hot Pocket on me, I'ma heat him up We do none with beef but eat it up Yuh, Lil' shawty caught up in her waistline She don't even know that I- She don't even know that I-