Forrest Gump lyrics

[Intro]
(You is a b*tch if you turn this sh*t off)
Bad model b*tch want my son
Rollin' that tiki zaza in a blunt
My white plug stay callin' me a son of a gun
I'll take a n*gga b*tch, I f*ck her and made her c*m
And if a n*gga slide on yvngxchris, then he done
No blick, no stick, yeah, that n*gga type dumb
Rotate on a n*gga block, then it get spun

[Verse]
Y'all n*ggas could never spit like Chris
I did this sh*t, I'm callin' up my shooter to get you hit
Bullet make him turn and twist and flip and sh*t
Flip the b*tch and give her backshots, di*k and sh*t
I got a b*tch tryna cover, have my kids and sh*t
No blicks and sh*t, I beat a n*gga fist to fist
Or fist to face, I hit a b*tch right up in her chest, make her tits deflate
And last night, with your b*tch in my bed, had to di*k her face, I really hope he didn't catch the date
Told her n*gga, "I could pack your b*tch and grab her tits"
I had to ask the b*tch like, "Can you come and gag and spit?"
I hit that b*tch on the phone, told her, "Gag on the di*k"
B.B. belt on my waist, still saggin' and sh*t
Heard guns clappin', what happened, lil' b*tch?
And I'm steady laughin', n*ggas mad in this b*tch
I'm a damn savage, I'm the type of n*gga make a little dumb bad b*tch drop bags on the di*k
Two hundred on the dash, goin' fast than a b*tch through traffic, seatbelt fastened and sh*t
And I'm smokin' the check 'til it's done
I walk in the club with no f*ckin' ID and they still let me come
I told that ho, "Give me my gun"
Big-ass Glock make a f*ck n*gga run (Run, Forrest, run)
Glock make a n*gga run fast, Forrest Gump
Got a shawty, finna suck that for a month
And I pull up on a pus*y lil' n*gga for talkin' tough
And lil' shawty was lovin' me, f*ckin' me, suckin' me up
And I don't want your company, buddy, I'm f*ckin' a sl*t
And you better lick it up and tell a young n*gga, "Nut"
Pull up with a Glock, aim it at a young n*gga gut
Yeah, we finna burn 'em, right after, return 'em, I aim at his sternum
b*tch, I'm rockin' Off-White, R.I.P. Virgil
Guess I'm finna drop nine n*ggas, I heard 'em
Y'all keep askin' me like do I really bust 'cause I don't actually really do all this stuff?
But if you askin' me, I can never be touched 'cause in reality, y'all vagina as f*ck