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  • Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
  • Year of Release:2024

Lyrics

Man I'm tellin' you this man

Just twist up that shit

I'm finna be right back


White boy gang


Back up please

Bout 55 feet bitch

I can't breathe

Y'all motherfuckers ain't got no

home training

Y'all steppin' all on my feet

Like what do you think

Ayy matter fact

Twist them trees up

Pour that drink

Cause my jaw lock down and I'm rollin' so hard

Feel like I'm back at that skating rink

Like Skotti beamed me up

He told me give him 15 minutes

He pulled up in that truck

And had that bass turned to the ceiling

I got them triple stacks and tossed them back

And said let's get it

So he slid me two more doubles

Told me mix that with them bitches

Now I'm lit


All the way up in this bitch

With a knot so thick that shit don't fit

And I ain't even tryna lie

I get high and fly

And then be drivin' by

Everyday next week with a new car

New hat old money new watch

Ten shots in the clip of the Glock

And the shoes hard

This white boy here go too far

Don't get me twisted Misfits

Y'all know I'm with it bitch

I wish I could make y'all bitches listen

All they tryna get's the dick

This where shit gets explicit

Y'all hoes don't bring them kids

By tomorrow mornin' when your husband yawning

You'll be sneaking' home with my dick on them lips

Y'all already know my name

Skin cocaine and I came here to cut up

I came in this bitch with the gang

When they see my chain these hoes gon' nut up

Put yourself in my shoes partner

I bet you don't walk one mile

And we don't talk to the 12 till they got 13

And we tell them we gon

talk at Trial


Now back up please

55 feet bitch

I can't breathe

Y'all sumbitches' must be dumb or somethin'

Y'all lettin' out my AC

What do you think

Matter of fact twist them trees up let me chill

Cause y'all motherfuckers gettin' on all my nerves

I'll be done kill't me a bitch for real


Ayye back up please

Bout 55 feet bitch

I can't breathe

Y'all motherfuckers ain't got no home trainin'

Y'all steppin' all on my feet

Like what do you think

Aye matter fact twist them trees up

Pour that drink

Cause my jaw lock down

And I'm rollin' so hard

Feel like I'm back at that skating rink

Skotti beamed me up

He told me give him 15 minutes

He pulled up in that truck and had that bass turned to the ceiling

I got them triple stacks and tossed them back and said let's get it

So he slid me two more doubles

Told me mix that with them bitches and now I'm lit

Ima man on a mission

And I been standin' on business

Just know that I came from the bottom

And now I been first to the finish

Yeah I be runnin' these digits

I ain't got no love for these bitches

And if I ever caught me a plug

I'm gon' turn that dub to a shipment


Ayy doin' you dirty like dishis

Might fuck your bitch in the kitchen

And if you ever get to itchin' boy

I might scratch your head with this missile

I'm thumbin' through all of these riches

Keepin' my thumb on these switches

And if you be fuckin' with any of my money

Then all of these gremlins gon' get you

I got all these hoes on my mentions

Wipin' they nose like a tissue I'm makin' money by any means cracker

I do anything to get richer

She like the dick call me Richard

Throwin' dick off in they britches

And when they see me in that green limousine

They gon' see me step out in Givenchy

I'm Mr Jones call me Quincy

Beam me up Skotti get lifted

We get so high in the sky we gon' fly

I'm up in that spaceship and I'm driftin'

I'm with the mob and we lynchin'

Hoe take them clothes off and listen

That's just the sound from my teeth when they grindin'

My jaw locked from all of that clenchin'


So back up please

Bout 55 feet bitch I can't breathe

Y'all motherfuckers ain't got no home training

Y'all steppin' all on my feet

Like what do you think

Aye matter fact twist them trees up

Pour that drink

Man my jaw locked down and

I'm rollin' so hard like I'm back at that skating rink

Like Skotti beam me up

He told me give him 15 minutes

He pulled up in that truck and had that bass turned to the ceiling

I got them triple stacks and tossed them back

And said let's get it


So he slipped me two more doubles

Told me mix that with them bitches

Now I'm lit

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