Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, twenty two
Ayy, ayy
I’m blowin’ Cookie
Tell that nigga book me
Baby, you ain’t nothin’ but my groupie
She wanna be a nigga driver for a two piece
Ain’t no hoppin’ out this water ’cause I’m too deep
I can dig it, long as it’s ’bout that chicken
Get a rental, fuck around and go missin’
I’m like “Give me one more chance, bae, I’m different”
I ain’t whippin’ up real right in this kitchen
You can’t get off
Get yo’ shit took off
Come over here with that bag, it get picked off
I’m out here in the country, hopin’ I don’t get lost
My dawg down the way gon’ tell me when to send off
Where the ‘Woods, I’m out of town in the hood
In a slum, but I’m feelin’ like I’m good
Ridin’ ’round with that wish-a-nigga-would
Up the chop, flip a nigga size of Suge
What you fin’ to?
I gave her back, she a rental
Flyin’ through Atlanta, fuckin’ with my gun flow
I’m rollin’ out the zip of ashes on my cuzzo
These niggas out here, dick suckin’ and they still broke
I’m influential, niggas copying my steelo
I don’t like bullies, dude you worse than Debo
About a month, my first price gon’ be a Kilo
I do this shit for my lil’ boy, that’s my hero
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