‎track lyrics

[Intro: 1oneam]
Uh, huh

[Verse 1: 1oneam]
Ni-n*ggas weird, where's my bag?
Wipe that ho, can't do that
Yeah, yeah, bands, these hoes fast
Te-tell that b*tch, "Ho, throw it back"
She wanna f*ck on gang, that's that
In that pus*y, her sh*t wet
f*ck all the four, that b*tch, her neck
I-I don't want cuff, I want the cat
I-I don't want cuff, I want the racks
Put her on the team, put her on the track
She on my body, my di*k and she mad
I'm-I'm with Osama, we get to the cash
He talkin' on gang, boy, we on your ass
These n*ggas sad, these boys be ass
Broke n*gga, I sit back and laugh
Ha-ha, took a n*gga b*tch, now he mad
I like—, I like to play with the racks (Yeah)
Woke up, damn, finna hit Saks
Goin' up, b*tch, I need to get plaques
Gettin' Vet', and this ho want black, huh
n*gga, the whip get blast
Hell yeah, n*gga, take out the trash
Uh, and the lil' 'Vette goes fast, hol' up (Slatt)
I'm finna pull out the racks, ayy
This b*tch, she turned fast (Bee, bee), yeah (Let's go, let's go)
She give it up like, "Damn"
f*ckin' that b*tch, I put her on cam
Playin' with bread, that boy, he'll get scammed
[Verse 2: OsamaSon]
Ca-call my slime, we gon' rip sh*t (Yeah)
I-I got bands, f*ckin' this sh*t (Yeah)
Hop with a ho in a CLS (Skrrt, skrrt)
I was on Xans, I was like, "Who did this?"
Walk in, two-door, lean and cake
Leanin' off the red, my head spinnin'
Mo-model ho say I act different (Yeah, yeah)
I'm like, "[?] this, so what?"
I said "Blitz," do-down set hot (Down set hot)
I'm-I'm in the back, in the back of the truck
b*tch, my slime keep it tucked (My slime)
Ye-yeah, I don't give no f*ck (Yeah, yeah)
We drive—, we drive a lil' seater
Bro-broke n*gga work at Pizza Hut
You-you can't see the Glock, it's tucked
Ye-yeah, we finna cut through this sh*t (Skrrt, skrrt, slime)
b*tch in the back of the CTS
Ba-bad ho wanna come eat me, yes
Go-go-got my meds from CVS
Ju-just got racks, I feel blessed (Yeah)
In that catch, b*tch, get catched, yeah
They wanna see me dead (See me dead)
I been too geeked up, off the red (Mud-mud, slime, slime)
Twin tryna hop out, catch that hat
If I—, if I hop out, that's your ass
Yeah, I was in [?] class (Ooh)
Bih' wanna have fun, do the whole dash (Slatt)
Ye-yeah, ho better hope I don't crash, yeah
And your music ass (Go)
Balenci' tracks, you're still gettin' wacked (Let's go)
[Outro: OsamaSon]
Go
Go, go