Poppin' on X, poppin' on X Smashin' on your bitchbitch, esskeetit (esskeetit!) Poppin' on X, pills (poppin' on X) Got a new car, got a new bitch Only wear designer, esskeetit (ouu!) Hoppin' out the Wraith, esskeetit (esskeetit!) Poppin' on X, pills (yuh, X)

Percocets, molly, Percocets Mask on, fuck it, mask off Chase a check, never chase a bitch Rep the set, gotta rep the set Don't chase no bitches Call it how it is I promise, I swear, I swear (If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you) yo

Probably make a mil with her Faded, swear to God I'm faded My bitch educated, had her clients pay the payment She don't need a damn thing, my bitch look like Tammy Toe Hit the strip like every week plus we burn up half an O It's that life that got no

I woke up in Paris In the bed, with a bad bitchbitch (bad bitchbitch, bad bitchbitch) First I roll up the lesh Then I went back for seconds Swear that pussy the wettest Bitch I made it from the trap (trap) Bitch I made it from the trap Woke up in woke up in

(You don't know) Thick thighs but she full of surprises I swear this bitch is Shady (That's what I know) Sex on her mind, all the time And you think that that's your baby You a good guy that's livin' a lie But she dove and played your safety (It's what I

I turn myself on yeah Mirror mirror on the wall Get into it Every time I look at me If the shoe fits (fits) Wear a bitchbitch (bitch) Never mind, screw him Everyday I see myself

I see dead bodies when I close my eyes, dog Nah, for real, nigga Nah, for real, bitch I don't wanna go to sleep, I'm way too high, dog I can't get no sleep, I swear I'm way too high, dog Peel a hotbox when it's time to ride, dog If you froze up last

Run up the money, then count up the commas And go get the money lil' bitch (Money, lil' bitch) Hundred round drum on the Glock These bitches be suckin' and swallowin' dick I swear I can't trust 'em for shit (Trust 'em for shit) Know that's a dusty lil'

Don't get it fucked up I do this shit for my, I do this shit for my Yesterday was the freshest nigga in America I swear to God I ain't lyin' bruh, I ain't lyin' bruh Niggas talkin' bout oh shit I pull up they like oh shit Now look whose talkin', bitch

I swear I never tell another soul Swear I never tell another soul (I swear I never tell another soul) My PO wanna violate me Chop a whole hunnid, let off 80 I like bitches who like bitches These niggas talk just like bitches so 400 for the lamb, 550 for