[Intro]
b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, Yuh
You finna' die
Baby, Huh
Baby, What
*Fortnite Battlebus*
*Snapchat notification noise*
[Verse 1: Bandingo]
JUMP!, JUMP!, JUMP!, JUMP!
Run up on us punk and we makin’ them jump
You might even see us lil n*gga get crump
She suck my di*k in what city, yeah, huh
She feelin' all on my junk
I am so wise but no not a monk
I am not one for shenanigans punk
We got the ski mask and you gettin' slump
Really poppin’ out here like a rockstar, popstar
Five years from now you might see me in a cop car
When we ride down on the block with the Glock
And if i see opp (Rain down on ya whole town)
I know some young n*ggas that's runnin' some kilos
They keep a whole clip cause they [?]
I got a long di*k that yo b*tch wanna feel on (Yeah)
She feed on I told her [?]
Choppa got kick don't get cho ass dropped kicked
I put the game on then I killed the locksmith
Don't take a long time for me to get mad, popsh*t
Me and Trill takin off like a rocket
Yo Grandma let us [?]
Hit it from yo back now then all of a sudden she a talker
Talk it to my high shcool teacher Mrs. Walker
If I get the pus*y one time she a goner
[Verse 2: Trilly Vice]
JUMP!, JUMP!, JUMP!, JUMP!
He talkin' sh*t he get hit with the pump
b*tch you a hoe I heard you a chump
We might pull up put cho ass in the trunk
b*tch you a lame you can't hang with the gang
My n*ggas insane
We blow outcha brain
I'm smokin on Loud
I’m smokin on Dank
That b*tch wanna f*ck but her pus*y stank
She average
All of your b*tches be average
You don’t hang with us that's why he say he be passin’ it (aye)
See a bad b*tch a and I'm tappin' it
We gettin' the cheese I know you don’t the have sh*t
Yea you don't got us
So get up and get it boy stop buyin' watches
You come at the gang with the strap and I c*ck at you
You know imma popular b*tch I'm not cappin' (Aye)
You work at [?] I'm not cappin'
Hop on a beat and then i get to spazzin'
b*tch on my di*k then her throat and get to gaspin'
Rock on her boat tell her I'm the captain
You don't get b*tches I know you be fappin'
My life a movie but we don't be actin'
Slide on yo block and i'll [?] like assassins
Glizzy hit you from the back now you nappin' (Aye)
b*tch imma savage you talkin sh*t get my stick now I'm blastin'
We make n*ggas disappear no magic
Now ya mamma cryin' like its a tragic
Why you want di*k I swear you a faggot
f*ck off on me Lil b*tch you don't want no static
f*ck on yo hoe and I forgot to pass it
I may pull up in a whip with a bad b*tch
That top had me runnin'
Talk sh*t then we be bussin'
Yo, b*tch, had me f*ckin'
No f*ckin with the cuffin'
You told me you said [?] now you duckin'
I aim with the bluff
Got heat like the oven
Yo b*tch gave me head
Yeah somethin' like a muffin
Yea I want the [?] b*tch to get to suckin'
They pull out the heater when I get to blowin'
All my friends is dead
No Kino Der Toten
[Hook: Trilly Vice]
Aye
JUMP! (Aye), JUMP! (Huh), JUMP! (Huh), JUMP! (Aye)
Choppa hit you make you crump (Huh)
If you act out get stomped (Aye)
b*tch, I'm wet like a swamp
sh*t on these n*ggas I'm takin' a dump
He talkin' sh*t he get hit with the pump
b*tch you a hoe I heard u a chump
[Outro]
Yuh, Yuh
Tell her we got n*gga's in this b*tch