Released: April 28, 2020
Songwriter: Waka Flocka Flame
Producer: DJ Big Tiny x Trap-A-Holics
[Intro]
[Verse 1]
Bad bitches plus a hundred bottles smash in the gas break the throttle yea
Stay wit the shooters and the shottas yea
Money bring the bitches and the problems yea
Swerve through the A nigga dollo
Even tho the maybach is a 4 door
You was raised by a rat Donatello
Still moving midgets on the L O
Spent a whole hundred k with my jeweler watch so sick man it came with a shooter
These niggas pussy man they cats like pumas
Yea I’m in the streets give a damn about a rumor
Knots so big that it look like tumors
Fm my watch an I fn my shooters I run with nightmares I’m elming like Kruger I’m straight off the porch and you niggas late bloomers
[Chorus]
I bought all my bitches bottles it came wit a hookah
I just bought myself a Rollie it came with a shooter
Double park the double R hop out look like a jeweler
I bought all my fucking shooters iced out franky mullers
I bought all my bitches bottles it came wit a hookah
I just bought myself a Rollie it came with a shooter
Double park the double R hop out look like a jeweler
I bought all my fucking shooters iced out franky mullers
[Verse 2]
Still goin hard in the hundred plays slave master whip turn your bitch to a run away
Maybach lit pull up on you with the gunplay
Praying on my downfall yea right one day
Kilt ya bitch friend flew em in on a one way
If she with the shit imma buy that hoe a Hyundai
Killing these niggas oh lord like Sunday
Still at the top like a nigga name Monday all black rari nigga same color wooda
Bust down franky and it came with a cooler
Fyj nigga fuck your jeweler 3 point shooter like a nigga was a hooper
She can work her head man she should have been a tutor
Clip on the stick and it look like a ruler
Go hard for the bread i die bout that mula
Fuck what he said boy you know I been a shooter
Love all my niggas I told them let’s get it
I will not fall off till everybody has a ticket
You niggas ain’t shit and you bitches is nothing
Not talking no money than fuck your discussion make something from nothing I’m still in the trenches my nigga I’m blanking
[Chorus]
I bought all my bitches bottles it came wit a hookah
I just bought myself a Rollie it came with a shooter
Double park the double R hop out look like a jeweler
I bought all my fucking shooters iced out franky mullers
I bought all my bitches bottles it came wit a hookah
I just bought myself a Rollie it came with a shooter
Double park the double R hop out look like a jeweler
I bought all my fucking shooters iced out franky mullers
[Verse 1]
Bad bitches plus a hundred bottles smash in the gas break the throttle yea
Stay wit the shooters and the shottas yea
Money bring the bitches and the problems yea
Swerve through the A nigga dollo
Even tho the maybach is a 4 door
You was raised by a rat Donatello
Still moving midgets on the L O
Spent a whole hundred k with my jeweler watch so sick man it came with a shooter
These niggas pussy man they cats like pumas
Yea I’m in the streets give a damn about a rumor
Knots so big that it look like tumors
Fm my watch an I fn my shooters I run with nightmares I’m elming like Kruger I’m straight off the porch and you niggas late bloomers
[Chorus]
I bought all my bitches bottles it came wit a hookah
I just bought myself a Rollie it came with a shooter
Double park the double R hop out look like a jeweler
I bought all my fucking shooters iced out franky mullers
I bought all my bitches bottles it came wit a hookah
I just bought myself a Rollie it came with a shooter
Double park the double R hop out look like a jeweler
I bought all my fucking shooters iced out franky mullers
[Verse 2]
Still goin hard in the hundred plays slave master whip turn your bitch to a run away
Maybach lit pull up on you with the gunplay
Praying on my downfall yea right one day
Kilt ya bitch friend flew em in on a one way
If she with the shit imma buy that hoe a Hyundai
Killing these niggas oh lord like Sunday
Still at the top like a nigga name Monday all black rari nigga same color wooda
Bust down franky and it came with a cooler
Fyj nigga fuck your jeweler 3 point shooter like a nigga was a hooper
She can work her head man she should have been a tutor
Clip on the stick and it look like a ruler
Go hard for the bread i die bout that mula
Fuck what he said boy you know I been a shooter
Love all my niggas I told them let’s get it
I will not fall off till everybody has a ticket
You niggas ain’t shit and you bitches is nothing
Not talking no money than fuck your discussion make something from nothing I’m still in the trenches my nigga I’m blanking
[Chorus]
I bought all my bitches bottles it came wit a hookah
I just bought myself a Rollie it came with a shooter
Double park the double R hop out look like a jeweler
I bought all my fucking shooters iced out franky mullers
I bought all my bitches bottles it came wit a hookah
I just bought myself a Rollie it came with a shooter
Double park the double R hop out look like a jeweler
I bought all my fucking shooters iced out franky mullers
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