[Intro]
Hoes on me, left and right
Glock. 9 put 'em out like a light
Hoes on me, left and right
Glock. 9 put 'em out like a light
[Verse 1]
Hoes on me, left and right
Glock. 9 put 'em out like a light
Coupe tinted like a thief in the night
Gang on he don't put up a fight
f*ck on your bitch, I might
Colors on me, pretty sight, it's light
“What he say Gang?”
They'll f*ck up your life
I just might make her my wife
[Verse 2]
She a nasty, call that bitch Rico
I'm with boof and we scopin through peepholes
Come in 3's like the muhf*ckin Migos
Hear my voice and now she call me Papito
Bktharula, yeah, you got a mac 11
Do it come with a cooler?
Who is your jeweler?
Heard you with bda, you a muhf*ckin trooper
[Verse 3]
First label, I got a Mac, f*ck a 'Lac, ain't no attacks
Spend the night, nah, throw that ass back
Rich dreams, turned to some stacks
Chris on the keys, why is your nigga mad, he lookin at me
Bounce out with beams, black out at the studio because I was gone off the lean
[Outro]
Hoes on me, left and right
Glock. 9 put 'em out like a light
Coupe tinted like a thief in the night
Gang on he don't put up a fight
f*ck on your bitch, I might
Colors on me, pretty sight, it's light
“What he say Gang?”
They'll f*ck up your life
I just might make her my wife