Lyrics

[Intro] Phww You are now tuning into my nigga Artist, Fuck nigga Fuck wrong wit' you? Artist [Chorus] Fuck wrong wit' you? I jus' got them bags on the spot nigga come and get em' I jus got a drop on on opp, we gon' come and get ya' Please don't try to run from this switch, bullet comin' to ya' We gon' try to pillow talk some pussy, I can't hear these bitches Fuck that bitch, now she say she celebrate I can't beef bout pussies rather spin that bitch Brother catch me in the club, I keep the stick [Verse] I just caught an opp in the club gon' spin that (spin that bitch) Caught an opp in the club gon' spin that bitch, huh Niggas in my face then he froze bitch (he froze) Diamonds on my neck, I just froze bitch I'm too froze bitch, huh Let that switch, huh Let that switch glitch, huh Thеy say I step on niggas, I just make music, huh My gang step on niggas Homixidе my [?] I just point a finger, my shooter get to shootin' I feel like Kodak Black (yeah), cause this stick it came with glue (glue) Had to put together (gether), had to lace up my boots I turn blue red, pussy blew dead (blew dead) Fuck an opp's ho, she got good head (head) (hu, hu) [Outro] [?]