Surf Gang, bitch

Prada on me when I walk

I'm serving that white like it's chalk

Don't fuck with these niggas 'cause they

Like to talk

Four hoes in the crib, you know what I did

I feel like SahBabii,  pull up with a stick

My niggas go crazy,  we shoot up the 'rib

I don't really wanna talk a lot

I just been focused on getting this guap

I see through these niggas

They really be opps

I put a two-tone in a Glock

I had like two hoes on my jock

Oh, that's yo new ho? That's my fault

I put a hundred bands in the vault

She wanna link, copy

I put a beam on a Glocky

Off the Xanny, now she move like a zombie

I hit her ASAP, no Rocky

I cannot love her, I'm way top cocky

I pass to my mans after she top me

Heard you dissing, put that stick on yo mommy

I walk around with a motherfucking Tommy

Let a nigga see the light

I don't even fight, aye, see the pipe

I don't even drink, aye, see the pint

I pour a four, red in the Sprite

I had to send him up like a kite

I keep a bulldog and it bite

Said he gon' run up, yeah, aight

Prada on me when I walk

I'm serving that white like it's chalk

Don't fuck with these niggas 'cause

They like to talk

I'm getting money, I know how to ball

Four hoes in the crib, you know what I did

I feel like SahBabii, pull up with a stick

My niggas go crazy, we shoot up the 'rib

Walk in this bitch

I'm in Yves Saint Laurent

You not on yo shit

You can't do want you want

I'm sipping the lean, man

That bitch got me drunk

And she wanna fuck until I am done

Walk out of Saks Fifth with a bunch

She ate on this dick like

She thought it was lunch

Smoking gas, nigga, smoking on Runtz

That nigga started kicking shit like a punt

Thought it was a race but I already won

Three, thought he was one

Good loud pack, nigga, under the sun

I don't wanna talk, girl, give me tongue

Why you acting so serious? Are you dumb?

Bitch got me locked up like a pin

I'm sipping on lean, he sipping on gin

I spin on the block, boy, spin again

I went to the ATM for this pin

Want me to fuck again

You like how I'm up, you like how I'm up

You want beef, nigga, then it's stuck

I got a Hellcat, not a truck

I run up on that, boy, give it up huh, yuh