CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Zaboomafoo
(I really like to use...)
(Oh, Lincoln, b*t*h)
Glock 23, NUMBER (N)INE jeans
Countin' collard greens, my ho pop beans
Big clip knock him out the damn scene
Dirty sticks, but I hop out so clean
My life like a movie, yours YouTube
New hundreds on me, true blue clue
Monkey nuts on the gun like Zoboomafoo
Alphabet, cross out, I'll find you
Say he the one, but I hit him times two
I'm at the playground, tell your ho to slide through
Brought her homegirl, say she wanna ride too
I'm playin' with the knots but I won't tie you
Said you a star once you go out with a burst
Real trapper, I don't rock a man purse
I love the strippers but I make the bands twerk
I'm thumbin' through it, got my f**kin' hand hurt (I really like to use cash)
[?], we can put him on ice
Cross us, then he finna see Christ
Remix it, hit the pot with the spice
In the trap cuttin' heads off mice
We got keys, but you ain't my type
Said she don't got kids but she wanna eat mine
Lil' shawty wanna f**k, told her give me that mind
Keep bands on us, my traphouse flyin'
I'm with that [?], can't spend time with you
Suicide Drac' and my trap a drive-through
On three-way with the plug, tryna buy two
Just got his b*t*h water, I could sell dry food
He a dub but if he play, he gon' lose
I'm sippin' on mud like some white boy shoes
f**kin' with my chains on, call the ho YesJulz
Bustin' with my heater on, tell that n***a be cool
(Oh, Lincoln, b*t*h)
Glock 23, NUMBER (N)INE jeans
Countin' collard greens, my ho pop beans
Big clip knock him out the damn scene
Dirty sticks, but I hop out so clean
My life like a movie, yours YouTube
New hundreds on me, true blue clue
Monkey nuts on the gun like Zoboomafoo
Alphabet, cross out, I'll find you
Say he the one, but I hit him times two
I'm at the playground, tell your ho to slide through
Brought her homegirl, say she wanna ride too
I'm playin' with the knots but I won't tie you
Said you a star once you go out with a burst
Real trapper, I don't rock a man purse
I love the strippers but I make the bands twerk
I'm thumbin' through it, got my f**kin' hand hurt (I really like to use cash)
[?], we can put him on ice
Cross us, then he finna see Christ
Remix it, hit the pot with the spice
In the trap cuttin' heads off mice
We got keys, but you ain't my type
Said she don't got kids but she wanna eat mine
Lil' shawty wanna f**k, told her give me that mind
Keep bands on us, my traphouse flyin'
I'm with that [?], can't spend time with you
Suicide Drac' and my trap a drive-through
On three-way with the plug, tryna buy two
Just got his b*t*h water, I could sell dry food
He a dub but if he play, he gon' lose
I'm sippin' on mud like some white boy shoes
f**kin' with my chains on, call the ho YesJulz
Bustin' with my heater on, tell that n***a be cool
