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[Intro] (Oh, 5.StarChrome) Wide body coming down the street Wide body- huh ahhhh Wide body keep on riding- damn Shit [Verse 1] I wide body kit all my cars and freaks Bitch don't be passing no cigar to me She say "Papi you keep it so P" Reached in my pocket and pulled out a P Reach for my draws and felt on a piece Sipping that tris now I gotta pee She came in my crib she couldn't believe Baby all this shit came from a P She got a nigga she know how to creep She put her phone right on DND Mama talk [?] this not BNB Wide body cat won't TNA me She a CNA I know how that be I ain't hear shit she said I'm just tryna beat She with it she vibing she like me on thе beat Overly drenchеd and left it on the sheets Papi Prada stepper baby a big P Two guns in the car but I'm not big P Sixty round double stack I'm a sixty Double stack double tap put you six feet Wide body Porsche baby this real P Say she love me I said maybe but we'll see Take my shit back bitch you got the receipt Wide body Panamera go "Beep beep" [We gone skate?] any day like Skate P Galleria, Louie Store, I'm like "Hey Steve" High as hell in the cloud where my mind be Psychopath with the narcs i go two P 3-30 ball, it just go in a new piece Fire exotic bitches tryna recruit me Grabba badmon this not a looseleaf Brodie just came home and i scooped him Brodie psyched out, nigga this two Ps Nigga it say shoe strings on my shoe strings 'miri jeans with the patch like 2 Gs Quick stop with the bitch she a true freak Ion really pop out don't care what the occasion is Baby they built but the money I'm bathing in I hit with the Tec he won't get to play again Fine shyt outside nigga then bring em in Put it on many man not the minivan Cuz a navy seal with the ARP On a 1 5 MG RP Times by two now I'm losing my heartbeat Talk about it later right now sparking Draco beat down the block like spark him [Verse 2] Pause, nigga Freddy in this bitch again I got a nigga mortgage in my cup this ain't no juice and gin Brodie can't shoot but when he shoot he gon shoot to win Brodie might shoot from the roof then remove ya chin Bro a real freak, Jeeper creep, might remove ya skin Police put them lights on me watch how I move the Benz It's all in your head, can't fuck with Fred, all I do is win Bitch in my ear keep nagging all I do is sip Bro need help he swing the belt he wanna do it again Came in the world dead broke I'm leaving with them Ms I came to the club empty handed I'm leaving with your bitch You came in here alive but you'll die if you meet the switch [Verse 3] Bro bounce out them cars and up that rod don't care bout who get hit Small AR send a nigga far told bro remove his kit Brodie watch, he say he like your watch, he'll remove your wrist Bro was fucked up, I told that nigga lose the bitch Nigga it's either that or you better learn how to use the bitch I whip Auntie ass I do her bad cause how you lose a zip My last bitch laughed, said I'm trash, well you stupid bitch I could drop a bag, give her ass, and remove her hips But I just give her laughs not no cash, bitch I'm super stiff Maneuver this bitch fast, do the dash, you'd think this bitch a stick Brodie bought a slab and a half went to cooking grits Mama said I'm like my dad, bust your ass, gon with that shit Used to cook in glass now I pull up half a million dollar whip Never went to class, needed cash, gotta pay mama rent Nigga over east, I'm Beatrice, nigga I'm pop my shit Bruh she been playing me said I was dirty, now I'm filthy rich Baby I'm the man, pull up Lamb, fuck round shark ya bitch Do this to the finals bitch I promise we leaving with the win I heard they shot that boy all in his whip, bitch I can't go like him My partner from New Orleans got a 40 he like "What's up with him" Get your bitch i shoot my shot I fuck around and break the rim They threw me in that water I ain't have no choice but to sink or swim I'm with the pot performing it look like I'm finna break a limb Cougar bitch cook this morning, ate my food i told her "Thank you ma'am" Stay up I don't lay up bitch I only came over here to slam
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- Writers
- Rx Papi
- 5.StarChrome