Duck

Blrrrd Phew, Phew, Phew Grrrah, Grrrah Uh, Uh Bitch ass nigga, what? (Something's on fire!) Blrrrd Why this bitch blowing my high like what the fuck? Pull 20 deep, in a jeep, bitch you better duck Choppa bullets get to spraying, lil bitch, try your luck Spin a nigga block, sipping lean, wock in my cup Spin that nigga block, with the chops, choppin shit up All this wock in my body got me sick, throwin up Bang yo set, lil nigga, yeah, bitch throw it up I'm a big dog, nigga, ain't shit a lil pup All this Gucci on my body bitches think I'm Lil Pump Like I'm crackin cards, lil bitch, yeah, I need a dump Took my dick, put it in her mouth, now I'm finna nut Call the plug, named Pedro, and he gone set you up 50k for a show and I bet I won't pull up Trackhawk so damn fast, hit the gas, that shit liftin up Bitch I'm on yo ass, finna crash, yeah, nigga, what? Call the bitch a Barbie and I'm sippin pink in my cup Tryna beef on the gram? Pussy boy, get in the booth I'll send some niggas to yo house, ridin in a coupe Lil bitch, if I wanted beef, it wouldn't be you Cause you the type of nigga that would go shoot up a school Tryna go song for song, nigga, who the fuck is you? Put some holes in yo body, nigga, you not bulletproof I got so much money I can make a nigga go poof Bullets blazin through yo crib, hotter than some fuckin soup Why this bitch blowing my high like what the fuck? Pull 20 deep, in a jeep, bitch you better duck Choppa bullets get to spraying, lil bitch, try your luck Spin a nigga block, sipping lean, wock in my cup Money on the floor, bitches dancin, call the trap Onyx Playboi diamonds on my Carti's and they hit the color Onyx In the Future I'm a blow up, lil bitch, I'm being honest Call up Elon, fuck my ex, I need some space, I need a rocket Shoot a nigga from deep like James Harden on the Rockets Pistol automatic, bullets hittin, I ain't gotta cock it Bend that ass over, bitch, yeah, hoe, yo pussy poppin Me and Dc got the summer locked, yeah, our album droppin Summer 16, call us Drake, bitch, we never floppin Twelve get behind me, hit the gas, bitch, we never stoppin Spin a nigga block, with my glock, and I get to moppin Call my shooter up like the nigga play for overseas Standin on the fuckin couch, in the cut, throwin B's Cougar bitches but she blowin dick like some fuckin leaves YSL, Positivity, bitch, I'm pushin P I don't wanna talk, lil bitch, just get on yo knees Why this bitch blowing my high like what the fuck? Pull 20 deep, in a jeep, bitch you better duck Choppa bullets get to spraying, lil bitch, try your luck Spin a nigga block, sipping lean, wock in my cup See, you used to be a Crip, now you a Blood So I don't want no smoke with you, you got Bloods and Crips on yo team And you was a male stripper, once before, so I don't wanna fight you I don't want no germs from you, pussy nigga And you know I'm in L.A. more than Arnold Schwarzenegger, and he the governor Fuck nigga, yeah Yeah