I think i love ha

I think I love ha

Tray tray youn love me

Tray tray youn love me

Tray tray youn love me

But I can't cuff ha nigga (why)

Cause this bitch can't keep it g ima real nigga country boy I put diamonds in my teeth

20k I hit the mall pop out wit racks inside my pants and I can't do that dance move it's a stick inside my pants

And why these fuck niggas be cap up on the net Dey ain't having bands we been spinning blocks white chalk the boy slide back and get yo mans

Slide back get yo man sob standing on business my young nigga walking shit down bitch he part of a clan been serving them bows getting em off

Michelin man and I'll put a price on yo head for my young nigga get you walk em down yeah my shooter official fuck the boss get the man in the middle my bitch bad yeah yo hoe she a nickel