pour

Yaaay

(This is your demise)

Baby I know how you move

Two twin Glocks, that bitch gon' hit, you better move

Grabbin' a package, that's with my twin keep it cool

Grabbin' a package from the plug, we smokin' good, yeah we bool

Benihanas all day, my niggas eatin' good, cook that for me, sauté

We put a man with it

Spit that fire sauce, skate

I bring that like I'm ghetto

Bitch, had a kid with me

I told 'em pass around

Bitch I'm in the trap, throw it up

Two twin bitches shaking ass, throwin' it up

Bitch I'm on yo' block, with my twins, throw it up

Double cup my wrist, yeah my niggas pour it up

Niggas don't know what I'm 'bout, tuh

I got real vivienne now

Niggas really got it

It's only on my hand now

This shit really sexy, oh, yeah, yeah, just Becky

I'm like, yeah, this smokey coming up

Yeah, she love my fashion, call it all I'm on

Yeah, yeah, yeah, she love my trenchcoat, and I got her close

She was really bad, damn, fuck, what happened, though

I don't feel like really talking, you can check my posts

And once again, the niggas on the same shit

Like gorillas, the sticky realy atract me

I said I'm in that ass hoe fuck they talking 'bout?

Baby I know how you move

Two twin Glocks, that bitch gon' hit, you better move

Grabbin' a package, that's with my twin keep it cool

Grabbin' a package from the plug, we smokin' good, yeah we bool

Benihanas all day, my niggas eatin' good, cook that for me, sauté

We put a man with it

Spit that fire sauce, skate

I bring that money down, bitch, try to get it with me

I told 'em pass around