Giddy Up lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, Lawsy, pick up

[Chorus]
She gon' ride on the di*k, tell her giddy up (Damn)
Lay her down, lil' b*tch, then I titty f*ck (Titty f*ck)
Have the hoe tell him pull up and we set it up (Set it up)
If you ain't havin' money, you ain't gettin' none (Ain't gettin' sh*t)
Lil' stupid ass b*tch, think you finna front (Finna front)
Big chop, extended clip on this gun (Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba)
Big Glock, up that sh*t and he run
I with yo' b*tch and you ain't seen her in a month (In a month)

[Verse 1]
I f*ck and I dip, John Cena on a hoe (John Cena)
She ain't seen me said she prayin' for more that sh*t
High as f*ckin' THC is too potent (Too potent)
I'm high as hell, baby, I cannot roll up (Can't roll up)
I told her to leave, but she said she don't want to (Like, hell no)
I need a grown hoe, b*tch, so not you (So not)
My b*tch need her own crib, and a job too (And a job too)
Speak of my name, I'll have 'em pull up and rob you (Ba-ba-ba-ba)
In the trap, baby, look what my wrist do (What my wrist do)
Baby, let's f*ck not fight, I won't hit you (I won't hit you)
Cruisin' down the block, clutchin' on my pistol (Ba-ba)
Take her to the spot, show her how them bricks move (How them bricks move)
[Chorus]
She gon' ride on the di*k, tell her giddy up (Damn)
Lay her down, lil' b*tch, then I titty f*ck (Titty f*ck)
Have the hoe tell him pull up and we set it up (Set it up)
If you ain't havin' money, you ain't gettin' none (Ain't gettin' sh*t)
Lil' stupid ass b*tch, think you finna front (Finna front)
Big chop, extended clip on this gun (Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba)
Big Glock, up that sh*t and he run
I with yo' b*tch and you ain't seen her in a month (In a month)

Light up another J, let's get into it (Get into it)
I love the way yo' ass be movin' (Be movin')
In the studio, this freaky ass b*tch want me to screw her (Want me to screw her)
Them Percs straight fent, b*tch, who the f*ck you foolin'? (Who you foolin')
Roll up on the block with a stick, get to shootin' (Ba-ba-ba)
Call my shooter a tweaker, 'cause he always shootin' (Always shootin')
Got a grown b*tch, tryna f*ck me in a jacuzzi (In a jacuzzi)
f*ck TSA if I got gas, I'm a move it (I'm a move it)
These b*tches love Lawsy, sorry they can't help it (Yeah, they love it)
If she grown, then I'm f*ckin', I can't help it (I can't help it)
I be f*ckin' too hard, this b*tch pulled up with some helmets (Some helmets)
I ain't buy her a purse, this b*tch said that I'm selfish (That I'm selfish)
Got a MILF, white b*tch that call gas devils lettuce (What the f*ck)
It's 3am to the hotel where I'm headed (Where I'm headed)
They said chill out with them guns, you gon' be a felon (Felon)
But I still got sticks, flip them, then I sell 'em (Ba-ba)
[Chorus]
She gon' ride on the di*k, tell her giddy up (Damn)
Lay her down, lil' b*tch, then I titty f*ck (Titty f*ck)
Have the hoe tell him pull up and we set it up (Set it up)
If you ain't havin' money, you ain't gettin' none (Ain't gettin' sh*t)
Lil' stupid ass b*tch, think you finna front (Finna front)
Big chop, extended clip on this gun (Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba)
Big Glock, up that sh*t and he run
I with yo' b*tch and you ain't seen her in a month (In a month)
She gon' ride on the di*k, tell her giddy up (Damn)
Lay her down, lil' b*tch, then I titty f*ck (Titty f*ck)
Have the hoe tell him pull up and we set it up (Set it up)
If you ain't havin' money, you ain't gettin' none (Ain't gettin' sh*t)
Lil' stupid ass b*tch, think you finna front (Finna front)
Big chop, extended clip on this gun (Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba)
Big Glock, up that sh*t and he run
I with yo' b*tch and you ain't seen her in a month (In a month)