Lyrics
Uh, F1LTHY said, "Wake up, wake up" Had to go get the cake, cake up, uh Racks on me, racks up, racks up Uh, money on the floor, different hoes Ooh clockin' that bitch, I got her low Uh, two in rotation, I'm movin' slow-mo Jump in that fire, I know I got pole Uh, pass her La Flame, now she want the O Oh, schyeah Drugs in my body, oh yeah, let's go Oh, hoes in the lobby, oh yeah, let's go Couple hits to your body, now you smell like mold Jump out the party, I look like Mitch Modes I know some bitches that swear they could hit it They poppin' that shit Paint on her pussy, I suck on that titty, I turn on that tit Oh, you in Savannah? Come to Atlanta Come hold on this dick Me and F1LTHY, we gettin' filthy, we so real, gah Ah, ha, ah, what? (Straight Up!) I'm movin' off X, can't feel my head, can't feel my feet The opps on live, they tellin' lies, why y'all speak? It's double-O five, we mob tied, leavin' 'em weak Pass me something, ease my soul (Soul, soul) Two rotations 'round they go Only me and them I know, oh, oh She gon' flip, she go berserk (Flip, flip) She a freak, I make her squirt (Ooh) I took two and now I'm turnt (Ooh) Fucked La Flame and now she burn Please, tell that bitch to—, bitch Told her act like though you busy, this is madness when I'm dizzy Different bodies comin' in and out and take my Glock, they switches I fucked the lobby when we go, damn, it's 4 a.m., I'm lit Shawty just pour inside my lemonade, I'm tryin' not to twitch (Twitch) Jays out in the street (Street), feet up, they get sick (Sick) I'm up, I don't tell the time I'm coppin' this city, in pop chucking them balls When she done mixed in mine (Skrrt) She give me that sixty-nine while I play six-four Uh, F1LTHY said, "Wake up, wake up" (Wow) Had to go get the cake, cake up, uh Racks on me, racks up, racks up Uh, money on the floor, different hoes
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