BRAND NEW - Dev

Aye, aye

Whoa, yeah

Yeah, yeah, let’s get it

Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

Yeah I got tats, on arms and my neck

I don’t mean to, but I still flex

Yeah yo' bitch, she wants me for sex (Aye, aye)

Yeah she’ll break it down for no check

Yeah I’m riding round town in a foreign, I’m fitted (Whoa, yeah)

I might just pour up a four, yeah let’s get it

If you come around here, you in my city (Yeah, yeah, let’s get it)

If you see her round here, then that’s my biddie

Yeah I got tats, on arms and my neck, yuh

I always mean to, yeah I stay flexing

Brought a bitch down, yeah she quit texting

She from the south, told me she’s a Texan

I told that hoe stop playing, quit messin' (Messin')

I’ma hit that, it’s my profession (Profession)

Yeah you can quit that bro, just stop checkin' (Stop checkin')

That’s my bitch now, didn’t she mention

I’ll say it once and I’ll say it again

Niggas talk, but I can’t complain (Oh nah)

Off these drugs I’m gon' go insane

But somehow it’s gon' fix my pain

They say the style’s on point

Yeah, but I gotta still smoke my joint, yeah (Uh-huh)

Need a bitch to come roll this doink, ye-

And she get down on two joints, yeah

I’m feelin' like a brand new nigga

Yeah-yeah, top down, countin' up figures (Yeah we countin')

If you talk down might get triggers (Yeah you might)

You on my block now don’t get jitters

Yeah I’m rolling, rolling, rolling off that crystal

Yeah I’m talking ‘bout molly don’t get it twisted

Yeah I test my shit before I hit it cause out here you can’t trust these niggas

(Yeah-yeah, oh no)

Yeah I got tats, on arms and my neck

I don’t mean to, but I still flex

Yeah yo' bitch, she wants me for sex (Aye, aye)

Yeah she’ll break it down for no check

Yeah I’m riding round town in a foreign, I’m fitted (Whoa, yeah)

I might just pour up a four, yeah let’s get it

If you come around here, you in my city (Yeah, yeah, let’s get it)

If you see her round here, then that’s my biddie

Yeah I got tats, on arms and my neck, yuh

I always mean to, yeah I stay flexing

Brought a bitch down, yeah she quit texting

She from the south, told me she’s a Texan

I told that hoe stop playing, quit messin' (Messin')

I’ma hit that, it’s my profession (Profession)

Yeah you can quit that bro, just stop checkin' (Stop checkin')

That’s my bitch now, didn’t she mention