Yo girl she sneeze
I don’t tell her nothing
She mad cuz she done caught a cold from my ice
In them Baltimore streets ya boi keepin it tucked
I don’t care nuthin bout them haters bruh
We just gon go keep our paper up
Splurge on ya girl pull her weave up out
She is a ho know she she keep it all out
X2
I was just up wit my n*ggas
They say they wanna roll wit a hitta
She said she wanna roll wit ya boi cuz you know that lavender bring that ayye here
Yelling do loud I can’t hear
U look like u shop at sears
My n*gga told me face your fears
Made a n*gga disappear
Chop it and flip it
You know imma get it
Sho ain’t gon trip it (Trippie)
Cuz if I do I’m crippin
Shut up n*gga lippin
Movin pack I’m shippin
That pole that I’m grippin
I’ll empty the clip
My gir do sweet she could kill a diabetic
I’m so cold it’s like my wrist it has a patek
All these rappers do pathetic
Runnin the game like ya boi is athletic
People listening to me like by rhymes are a fetish
Huh huh huh n*gga need some chloroceptic
Yo girl rockin that cheap synthetic
U can come to bmore if u think u ready
(Got everything, i got everything...)
Uh yeah ain’t no discrimination up in here
We takin all sizes
Uh yeah ain’t no broke n*ggas up in here
We takin all profits
Uh yeah wanna roll wit the squad u gotta be wit it yo no compromises
Uh yeah females be all up on me on me cuz of my vocalizes
(Yo girl she sneeze...)