Ay yo shawty a freak to me
(Yeah, uh huh) Ay yo shawty a freak to me
(Okay, okay uh huh) Ay yo shawty a freak to me
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Ay yo shawty a freak to me
You don't know me don't speak to me
And yo gang be on sneak for free yeah
Why the fuck is you reaching me
On my own aint no teaching me
Shawty stuck like a leach on me
And I keep that on me
And I keep that on
Better not rat on me
Better not rat on
Go through the backdoor
We never get pat on
Turn on that 808
Turn the hi-hat on
And I keep that on me
And I keep that on
Better not rat on me
Better not rat on
Go through the backdoor we
Never get pat on
Turn on that 808
Turn the hi-hat on
Don't want your mans baby
I'll go to war for mine
Its been on my mind lately
These nas got change with time
You say you a shooter nah
I say that yo ass is lying
Im bktherula nah
Santana from time to time
And on gang I aint gonna look back
Hit a stain on yo mans for that rack
Quarantine when I pull out the pack
Yeah Im smoking on that shit
High as fuck bitch I feel like a bat
Was a time where pockets wasn't fat
Bitch you hopping yo ass is a nat
Ian cuffing on that shit
I aint stunting on that shit
Got yo hoe in the back bitch
And she rubbing my back bitch
Yeah I'm hard but a bad bitch
Fill the wood with that cabbage
Heard yo man was a savage
Jugg his ass for that sack bitch
Uh huh okay
Yeah yea
Ay yo shawty a freak to me
You don't know me don't speak to me
And yo gang be on sneak for free yeah
Why the fuck is you reaching me
On my own aint no teaching me
Shawty stuck like a leach on me
And I keep that on me
And I keep that on
Better not rat on me
Better not rat on
Go through the backdoor we
Never get pat on
Turn on that 808
Turn the hi-hat on
And I keep that on me
And I keep that on
Better not rat on me
Better not rat on
Go through the backdoor we
Never get pat on
Turn on that 808
Turn the hi-hat on