Untitled ft. Scar & breezy6dc Lyrics

I got bands, weed, drugs, I got all what you need

I got chains around my neck, I got diamonds on my teeth

I got bitches wanna fuck me back to back in these sheets

This nigga dick riding, get the fuck up off my meat

I got guns too

Yea, I got guns

Y-Y Yeah I shoot that bitch for fun too

She like the way I talk to her, she said I'm fun too

She like the way I talk to her cause that a bad bitch

Y-Y Yea Yea that's a bad bitch

Y-Y Yea that's a bad bitch

Y-Y Yea Yea that's a bad bitch

Yea Yea that's a bad bitch

I said, yeah, that's a bad bitch

And I can fuck on a bad bitch, rockin' all black and some ricks, yeah

Yeah, bad bitch, yeah

She wanna take pipe down, and she wanna know what's up

I sent my hitters at em

She wanna suck the whole thing up

And I drop a bag on Balenci

Wanna fuck with a nigga, take risks

Wanna fuck with a nigga, take risks

I got vetetens on my pants

Got Balenci, on a shirt

Put that boy up in the fuckin' dirt

She tryna touch my hand, but I don't really like that bitch

She touchin' all on my pants, yeah, she tryna touch my wrist

Yeah, bitch, she use both hands when she suck my dick

These niggas wanna say they real, but they ain't really on that shit

Yeah, I ain't feel myself lately

All I can feel is codeine

Yeah, I ain't text her the other day

She all on me she a fein

Hell yeah, I'm trippin' the other night

She was in my mind she was in my dreams

She said why I'm trippin

Why why I'm stuttering bitch I'm sippin on the lean

She tryna touch my pants

And she tryna know what's up

If you wonderin' why I can't stand

Cause it be this shit in my cup

Yeah, this shit got me right in a trance

Yeah, you better not test your luck

They be postin' them posts on the gram

If I'm stressed, I'll take another puff