Amina Lyrics

Flexin' on that bitch and I ain't stressin' bout no ho

Bad lil' bitch just bought me a new stick, I'ma let that shit blow

AR-15 with a scope, I'm lookin' where that nigga go

Red dot, green sight, I hit that nigga, he on the floor

Percocet to Molly's, but this bitch love to blow all my dough

Red seats, red eye, 200, pedal to the floor

Kiss that bitch goodbye, nigga, I don't need that fuckin' hoe

Bitch, think I really want her, man that bitch a ho

Speedin' down 285, I just wrecked the car, lil' ho

Red purple shit in my hair, look just like the cup

Brand new bitch so shy, so I fuck that bitch under the cover

Sippin' on that minute maid still, I ain't even fuck her

Slut bitch, think I slut her out, I'm just gonna bust her

Nigga, who the fuck is him? He must be undercover

In the A with the goons, not with Chris Tucker

Movin' all these packs in and out, call me new trucker

Trap, still jumpin', but this bitch want me to be under

20-piece wings, honey hot with a peach soda

Nigga, talkin lean, I ain't never drop the cream soda

Nigga wanna talk bout me, man, I get the beef over

Bitch keep sayin' I ain't shit, but I ain't never fuck her over

Geeked up this bitch, give me throat , cause she think I'm sober

White bit and dark, bitch, I call that bitch Oreo

Yeah man, the fuck goin' on

Yeah, yeah, y'all niggas soft as fuck

Yeah, I'ma star

V-Lone, RDSU Montae

Fuck the snakes, fuck the fakes, cross them out