[Intro]
Yes, sir, White John, the one and only
Mr. f*ck-LAPD, Mr. f*ck-'Em-f*ck'-Em
Mackk & Co. rookie of the year
b*tch, you know what the f*ck goin' on, stop playin' with me
I'm pourin' eights of Wock', eights of red, poppin' big M-30s, b*tch
Your bity could never, b*tch
Kill it, b*tch, f*ck 'em (b*tch)
f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em (b*tch, b*tch, have you ever sat in that gurb?)
[Chorus]
Have you ever sat in that cell and your b*tch don't answer that phone?
Dawg, it drive you crazy
And you barely make bail, and they ridin' your di*k once you home
Dawg, that sh*t is crazy
Yeah, you know I'm the white gurb
I got di*k to make a Crip b*tch brazy
I'm addicted to the molly gurbs
I done popped so many pills that I done went brazy
Have you ever sat in that cell and your b*tch don't answer that phone?
Dawg, it drive you crazy
And you barely make bail, and they ridin' your di*k once you home
Dawg, that sh*t is crazy
Yeah, you know I'm the white gurb
I got di*k to make a Crip b*tch brazy
I'm addicted to the molly gurbs
I done popped so many pills that I done went brazy
[Verse 1]
Alexander Wang, Helmut Lang, and a BB
Even though I'm a gurb, she like CC
My b*tch a stallion, big ass titties, double DDs
'Member the day when me and Tuck was poppin' ZZs
We still out juggin', finaglin', and countin' bing-bing
Shootin' my shot, if her man trippin', shoot her BD
VVSs, S-classes, and the seats bleed
Baby, please don't judge me off what my tweets read
We f*ck on her period if you was wonderin' why her sheets bleedin'
Maxin' her CC and I'm f*ckin' on her TT
Think you trippin', I'm trippin' harder, f*ck a peace treaty
I'm rollin', these mollies bangin' harder than Chief Keef (Have you ever sat in that gurb?)
[Chorus]
Have you ever sat in that cell and your b*tch don't answer that phone?
Dawg, it drive you crazy
And you barely make bail, and they ridin' your di*k once you home
Dawg, that sh*t is crazy
Yeah, you know I'm the white gurb
I got di*k to make a Crip b*tch brazy
I'm addicted to the molly gurbs
I done popped so many pills that I done went brazy
Have you ever sat in that cell and your b*tch don't answer that phone?
Dawg, it drive you crazy
And you barely make bail, and they ridin' your di*k once you home
Dawg, that sh*t is crazy
Yeah, you know I'm the white gurb
I got di*k to make a Crip b*tch brazy
I'm addicted to the molly gurbs
I done popped so many pills that I done went brazy
[Verse 2]
b*tch, it's the white gurb, quick to make a Crip b*tch brazy
I make my own dope, but ho b*tches still pay me
I ain't Superman, hell nah, I can't save you
OnlyFans ass b*tch, you lazy
I'm poppin', hollow tips hit like a rocket
Beverly Center, don't trip, b*tch, I got it
91 premium, I ain't stoppin'
Shout out Swaye, Az Cult, b*tch, we locked in
Crips love me, if you trippin', they ain't havin' it
Been poppin', been f*ckin' BMs, been havin' it
Ain't no guns in the county jail, I'm stabbin' sh*t
I'm finna beat my b*tch ass, she ain't answerin' (Have you ever sat in that gurb?)
[Chorus]
Have you ever sat in that cell and your b*tch don't answer that phone?
Dawg, it drive you crazy
And you barely make bail, and they ridin' your di*k once you home
Dawg, that sh*t is crazy
Yeah, you know I'm the white gurb
I got di*k to make a Crip b*tch brazy
I'm addicted to the molly gurbs
I done popped so many pills that I done went brazy
Have you ever sat in that cell and your b*tch don't answer that phone?
Dawg, it drive you crazy
And you barely make bail, and they ridin' your di*k once you home
Dawg, that sh*t is crazy
Yeah, you know I'm the white gurb
I got di*k to make a Crip b*tch brazy
I'm addicted to the molly gurbs
I done popped so many pills that I done went brazy
[Outro]
Dawg, it's crazy
I'm the white gurb
Make the b*tch brazy
Off the molly, off the molly