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[Intro]
Perc me in, let me in
Let me in (Woah, woah)
Drugs knockin' at my door
Need to let me in (Need to let me in, woah)
fu*k, yeah, uh
[Chorus]
Pills knockin' at my door, I'm finna let 'em in
Ballin' hard, feel like D Rose, I just let 'em in
I can't fu*k that b*tch if she don't give me her consent
How 'bout these hoes, don't give me an erection?
If you with that sh*t, then up your gat, let it split, oh
I know ni**as bangin' they flags like confederate, oh
Brand new house, it's on the hills, just got the settlements, oh
Lately I been riding dirt bikes, G-Money told me, "Don't fall off"
[Verse 1]
[?], oh
She su*ked me in my G-Wagon, no tints, oh
[?] no tits, oh
Pull up in that Beamer with the tints, oh
I heard you got a new man, [?]
I know that b*tch shakin' ass [?]
I'm takin' W's, [?]
[?] that b*tch just like they on the [?]
Yeah, take that b*tch to Miami, just to have a threesome
I got bad b*tches on deck, do you need one?
Matter of fact, I got so many hoes
I'll sell you one, you can keep one
That b*tch don't need me, that 'lil ho need Jesus, ayy
VVS on my wrist, ain't get no Jesus pieces, ayy
Need me a chocolate thing, ain't talkin' Reese's Pieces, ayy
I don't fu*k with none of you ni**as like I'm racist, ayy
My songs on that bad b*tch playlist (For real)
[Chorus]
Pills knockin' at my door, I'm finna let 'em in
Ballin' hard, feel like D Rose, I just let 'em in
I can't fu*k that b*tch if she don't give me her consent
How 'bout these hoes, don't give me an erection? (Yeah, yeah)
If you with that sh*t, then up your gat, let it split, oh
I know ni**as bangin' they flags like confederate, oh
Brand new house, it's on the hills, just got the settlements, oh
Lately I been riding dirt bikes, G-Money told me, "Don't fall off"
[Verse 2]
I been on my KTM drip, hopefully I don't fall off (Yeah, skrrt)
In the desert, on a dirt bike, with an AR, lettin' it all off (Tu-tu-tu-tu, grrah)
My lil' b*tch'll set you up, yeah, she a dog (She a dog)
Get you in the bedroom, just to shoot your balls off (Pause)
Come back home, tell me you dead, my dick is in her jaw
I could never end up like my dad, I'm too much of a boss
Oxycodone all up in my hand, I'm scratchin' through the walls
High as hell on my phone, groupies tryna get in my draws
Foreign b*tch up in my Snapchat showin' ass
I know she don't love me for real, she just want the bag (For real)
She gon' do me and my team for a Louis bag
Grip the chopper with the beam, this in a Louis bag
I go shoppin' everywhere, I don't look at tags
Wear it once then throw it away, I don't take it back
Said she loved me, stupid b*tch, you should take it back
I'ma drop ya' off, don't give a fu*k, I'll meet your dad
...
...go go go
If he a [?] tucked, I'm on go mode, mode
My closet like a motherfu*kin' gun show, oh (Uh)
...
[Chorus]
Knockin' at my door, I'm finna let 'em in
Ballin' hard, feel like D Rose, I just let 'em in
I can't fu*k that b*tch if she don't give me her consent
How 'bout these hoes, don't give me an erection?
If you with that sh*t, then up your gat, let it split, oh
I know ni**as bangin' they flags like confederate, oh
Brand new house, it's on the hills, just got the settlements, oh
Lately I been riding dirt bikes, G-Money told me, "Don't fall off"