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If I make a song bout shaking ass

Is you gon dance

If I throw a kickback

Is you canceling yo plans

If them bad bitches pop out

Niqqas popping rubber bands

Gang gon bang

Any way you want

Dick in the hands or

Dick in the pants aye

Can you bring yo brother

Cus I'ma be with my friend

Nah we ain't even related

They keep asking if we twins

Nah I don't want no man

Just be the Yang to my Yin

It's bigger than black and white

You want patron you want hen

You coming with the gang

Or you gon bring yo kin

Can't have no pussies

In my circle

Really

Who gon spin the bin

Who getting left out

And who all getting in

Can't answer questions

With a question

So don't question me again

Yes yes yes yeah I'm a

Mean ass bitch

I'm prolly tougher than yo nigga

Plug bouta come through

He talking 5-6 chickens

He moving all this weight

Got my pockets getting thicker

Ice me out feed me cake

Make my booty get a lil bigger

Told that ho stay in yo lane

Or I'ma bump 'er like a sticker

Pretty ass bitch in the mirror

I look like a walking filter

Tipping hoes when I see

Strippers Superstars

With no Big Dipper

If ain't no money in that bitch

She bouncing with the bartender

I can't hang out

With no bummy ass bitch

Bummy ass fit to match

Them bummy ass kicks

A whole bummy ass chick

Who chasing bummy ass dick

Fresh like my name Bebe Trap

And you my bummy ass kid bitch

If I make a song bout shaking ass

Is you gon dance

If I throw a kickback

Is you canceling yo plans

If them bad bitches pop out

Niqqas popping rubber bands

Gang gon bang

Any way you want

Dick in the hands or

Dick in the pants aye

Can you bring yo brother

Cus I'ma be with my friend

Nah we ain't even related

They keep asking if we twins

Nah I don't want no man

Just be the Yang to my Yin

It's bigger than black and white

You want patron you want hen

You coming with the gang

Or you gon bring yo kin

Can't have no pussies

In my circle

Really

Who gon spin the bin

Who getting left out

And who all getting in

Can't answer questions

With a question

So don't question me again

Yes yes yes yes

Yes I need the cake

No I can't make time

To be caked up

Yes I go outside with no makeup

Yeah hoes do need to

Pick they face up

And why hoes ain't got

They bank up man

Which nigga rolling

That stank up

If she keep staring at me

I'm sending shots

Shoot first ask questions later right

Love them nigga full of hatred

Say it's dank I think you fakin'

Yes I'm smoking on that Jamaica

I do be with the Haitians

Nah I don't steal I kill

So if I want it you dead

Then it's mine DUH

Make sure that my tech kel

Ask too many times

It add up to 9

Running up a bag

I'm tryna get my diamonds wet

Everything on my body

Cost a arm cost my leg

You hoes ain't anything like me

I'm always chasing a damn sac

Always running up a check

Like I'm a star up on the track

I am a star up on the track right

The beat just went off

What is that's bout