Bitch We Ball

Hold on nigga, yeah
Nigga I’m high as fuck right now, yeah
I’m too high, I’m too high, uh
Nigga like hold on, nigga know we got Dracs inside this bitch
So don’t move wrong, you could lose your life inside this bitch
Now I got two phones 'cause these hoes be on my dick
Walked in with two poles even though these niggas, they ain’t on shit
We like the group home, hold on, two tone
Ayy, Freebandz shit, bitch I feel like Pluto
Hold on, double R, uh nigga, Taliban
Drac' came with a scope, uh heard it hit his mans
Hold on twin say, that shit fye as fuck, copped that new Drac'
Hold on twin say, when you blow that bitch, make sure you hit his face
Hold on twin say, I had to go and throw that bitch away
Ridin' broad day, ain’t no witness so it ain’t no case nigga
Hold on twin say, caught a PJ, yeah we out the state
I’m like damn, how the fuck I catch a case right out of state?
And I caught that bitch soon as I left LA (Yeah)
I ain’t have no bond, was out the second day (Ha, yeah)
Ayy, and fuck the rap shit, all these niggas gay (Yeah)
Ayy, big before them racks, yeah I been paid (Ha)
Bitch, yeah, most of my niggas don’t rap, they still made a way
Me and Abby been locked in since the eighth grade
I say free lil' Will, he locked up in that cage (Free lil' Will)
Off this rap shit, my mama bills, they paid
Damani scored some drank so we finna' pour it up
And my fans say they praying for me but I don’t even give a fuck
And nigga fuck this money, nigga throw that shit up
Nigga what you say don’t, yeah I put in my cup
These hoes can’t get saved, nigga they just out of luck
They say, «Kan you sound the same,» I had to change it up (Ha)
Yeah, these hoes can’t get saved, nigga they just out of luck, yeah, ha
Yeah, these hoes can’t get saved, nigga they just out of luck, yeah, ha
Told Kan, «Put the gloves on, nigga we going in, don’t drop that rod» (Yeah)
My nigga Duece tweaked out on X pills 'cause he might have to send that boy
(Bah)
unless you want his ass go meet God (Yeah)
We in that fast bitch, in the fast lane, that bitch knew it was us as soon as
she saw it (Huh?)
My nigga sendin' that drank through the east script knowing that bitch gon'
land a mile
My niggas keep that self defense on niggas even when you poppin' out at the mall
In a Ferrari Spider on the I-10, that bitch tryna crawl a fuckin' wall (Skrr,
woah)
Ain’t none of my niggas hoes, we standin' on all ten like we tall (Yeah)
She tryin' kick shit with the big dogs, put her ass on molly, she got lock jaw
(Yeah)
Nigga seen his bitch in my likes, askin' if I hit and I’m like nah
Just linked with my plug from the H, he show me a hunnid, told him,
bitch we ball
All my ex bitch say I’m goin Hollywood 'cause I be fowardin' all my calls
I’m sippin' Quavo, Quavo, Quavo, clutchin' that drank I’ll knock yo' ass off
My nigga Wick clutch sticks like it’s Taliban, he just walked in with a whole
sawed-off