12 Subs Lyrics

He said, no, you're gonna tell me something today, tough guy

I said, alright, I'll tell you something.

Go fuck your mother

City bitch that's calling me

Bout every fucking day

So I hang up on my phone

Then proceed all along my day

Man I'm just a young sinna

Pulling on that trigga

AK-forty-seven left his outline like a printer

No winter

But this hoe

Left me cold

Alone

And on my own

So now I hope it's this bitch

That's calling me on my phone

In the mean time popping pain pills

RX scriptures

Struggling over deleting all our pictures

I'm on tinder

Think about a

Bad bitch

Ass thick

Know I gotta have it

Known for causing havoc

Riding with my ratchet

Two twelve subs

Bass beating

MAC-eleven sub

In my pants

Feeling sorta snug