CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : LITERALLY*
Lyrics from Snippets
Gang be slanging dirty, white chick call that sh*t Woah Vicky
Backwoods, look like a [?] thumb stuffed with sticky
Boy don't lose your top, you ain't dumb, don't be trippin' (You are not dumb)
Don't tell us to stop, we ain't done, we still sippin' (We are not done)
Matter fact, don't tell us sh*t, b*t*h we ain't gon' listen
So high off that thrax pack that sometimes I be forgetting
Pop out with extended clip, that regular clip ain't hitting
We be smoking thrax pack 'cause that reggie pack ain't hitting
If we miss we spin back, cause it ain't an opp we missing
All-All the dirt that I done did I had to pray for some forgiveness
All the work that I donе did, it damn near put me out of business
If you working for thе pigs, hope you get ate by something vicious
Get out my momma crib, I was too late to wash the dishes
I've been broke so many times, I really came from rags to riches
You still f**k with ratchet b*t*hes, but the b*t*hes need extensions
Now I f**k, literally, the baddest b*t*hes
64 with some stolen [?], we hitting snitches
When I hit the studio its heat, b*t*h don't miss it
Yo' b*t*h run like a rodeo, my p*n*s is the whip (b*t*h)
What they hating on me for? It's freedom, mind your business
You be sucking dumb d**k hoe, so you can't get no kisses
Rock out with a drumstick, but my ammo clip extended (Bew)
Run if that boy run, cause then I'm busting till I hit him (Come here)
Gang be slanging dirty, white chick call that sh*t Woah Vicky
Backwoods, look like a [?] stuffed with sticky
Boy don't lose your top, you ain't dumb, don't be trippin' (You are not dumb)
Don't tell us to stop, we ain't done, we still sippin' (We are not done)
Matter fact, don't tell us sh*t, b*t*h we ain't gon' listen
Gang be slanging dirty, white chick call that sh*t Woah Vicky
Backwoods, look like a [?] thumb stuffed with sticky
Boy don't lose your top, you ain't dumb, don't be trippin' (You are not dumb)
Don't tell us to stop, we ain't done, we still sippin' (We are not done)
Matter fact, don't tell us sh*t, b*t*h we ain't gon' listen
Gang be slanging dirty, white chick call that sh*t Woah Vicky
Backwoods, look like a [?] thumb stuffed with sticky
Boy don't lose your top, you ain't dumb, don't be trippin' (You are not dumb)
Don't tell us to stop, we ain't done, we still sippin' (We are not done)
Matter fact, don't tell us sh*t, b*t*h we ain't gon' listen
So high off that thrax pack that sometimes I be forgetting
Pop out with extended clip, that regular clip ain't hitting
We be smoking thrax pack 'cause that reggie pack ain't hitting
If we miss we spin back, cause it ain't an opp we missing
All-All the dirt that I done did I had to pray for some forgiveness
All the work that I donе did, it damn near put me out of business
If you working for thе pigs, hope you get ate by something vicious
Get out my momma crib, I was too late to wash the dishes
I've been broke so many times, I really came from rags to riches
You still f**k with ratchet b*t*hes, but the b*t*hes need extensions
Now I f**k, literally, the baddest b*t*hes
64 with some stolen [?], we hitting snitches
When I hit the studio its heat, b*t*h don't miss it
Yo' b*t*h run like a rodeo, my p*n*s is the whip (b*t*h)
What they hating on me for? It's freedom, mind your business
You be sucking dumb d**k hoe, so you can't get no kisses
Rock out with a drumstick, but my ammo clip extended (Bew)
Run if that boy run, cause then I'm busting till I hit him (Come here)
Gang be slanging dirty, white chick call that sh*t Woah Vicky
Backwoods, look like a [?] stuffed with sticky
Boy don't lose your top, you ain't dumb, don't be trippin' (You are not dumb)
Don't tell us to stop, we ain't done, we still sippin' (We are not done)
Matter fact, don't tell us sh*t, b*t*h we ain't gon' listen
Gang be slanging dirty, white chick call that sh*t Woah Vicky
Backwoods, look like a [?] thumb stuffed with sticky
Boy don't lose your top, you ain't dumb, don't be trippin' (You are not dumb)
Don't tell us to stop, we ain't done, we still sippin' (We are not done)
Matter fact, don't tell us sh*t, b*t*h we ain't gon' listen
