And Lyrics

Jah onna beat

Aye

Aye

Aye

I need that purple stuff

It's Four's in my cup

She told me send her TwentyK

For her butt

Ooo

She nasty

Ooo yea

She nasty

She can't see

Velma

Four eyes like help her

Ha ha

She drinking seltzer

On a Friday

Somebody help her haha

She need to chill

Hit da spliff

Eat da dick up like a pit

She left hella spit

She lick it sloppy

Like a tit

She can't be my bitch

Nah

Pass ha to da guys

Ain't no tit for tat

She tit for tit

Ion dress to impress

I'm a fashion guru

You perform and Dey boo you

Like boo hoo

You live and learn

I splurge and purge

I'm burning shit like calories

Nigga who as hot as me

Who really topping me

I been popping since Twenty Sixteen

I been balling like MJ in O Three

Twenty Three racks in my ksubi jeans

I walk through untouched

Lose yo blessings

And Test yo luck

Ian from Milwaukee

I got bucks

Long way from a pup

I neva ducked

You niggas clucks

He want attention

I want bucks

He bought a ounce

I flipped a truck

Another one

And another one

Jah when you gone drop another hit

I gave dat bitch another one

Fa fa fa

Twenty Two shots

BOW

Give 'em another one

I just bought another drum

I'm fresher den some gum

Real street nigga from the slums

I was broke now I got funds

I'm slim

No Jim

I suppose to quit

You ain't trim

You suppose to be a gangsta

Hit dat Soulja

Jah grim

Reaping inna gym

It's too many bodies

Damn I gotta chill

I send my bitch to get my weed

Now I'm smoking hella weed

I get to smoking za for free

I might smoke a ounce or Three

I need that purple stuff

It's Four's in my cup

She told me send her TwentyK

For her butt

Ooo

She a nasty

Ooo yea

She nasty

She can't see

Velma

Four eyes like help her

Ha ha

She drinking seltzer

On a Friday

Somebody help her haha

She need to chill

Hit da spliff

Eat da dick up like a pit

She left hella spit

She can't be my what what

She can't be my bitch

She can't be my bitch nah