Grio no vale verga n***a
I swear to fucking god bitch your weird like
Im a whole fucking female
Bitch you ain't shit n***a
You’re just a bored ass negrio
With no money and tryna fuckin like

For some clout wey

Because I already know that I went viral
And I made your twitter viral cuz

In the party we cause a commotion
Offa the casa im fucking on boffum
He ain't gone shoot shit why he tote sum?
Think yo boy gone talk if he know sum?

(Aye uh)

Put that Glock to his head if he know sum
We spinning the block if he know sum
If he talking too much then we blow sum

Bitch im tweakin off the 30
Real Rx bitch this not dirty
Reload the clip and it hold bout 30
Aiming that bitch and pulling that (Uh Aye)
My n***a just passed that bitch
And I pass that bitch to my n***a like curry
Pulling her tracks while I hit from the back
And im hitting it fast that bitch in a hurry

Told that lil bitch swing her hips
Come right here bounce on this dick
When im off that Percocet it make my trigger finger itch

Me and him we not the same
We gone catch hime either way
Lotta these n***as die for fame really
For some clout for wey

We dont sign no NDAs
Lotta these n***as pay to play
Lotta these n***a pay for pussy
As I said we not the same

Double cup my polar pop
Love the way that pussy pop
Watch me while I pour this drop
Hit it from the back she rock

At the club and he mean muggin
He want something we gettin to dumping
Glock on my side and im feeling like clutching
Know my Bambi but I get to thumping
Fuckin yo bitch and we getting it thumping
Pop her a Perc and she feeling the lovin
Whipping the pot and that shit on the stove
And he look for the cut and that shit in the cupboard

Told that lil bitch swing her hips
Come right here bounce on this dick
When im off that Percocet it make my trigger finger itch

Me and him we not the same
We gone catch hime either way
Lotta these n***as die for fame really
For some clout for wey

Told that lil bitch swing her hips
Come right here bounce on this dick
When im off that Percocet it make my trigger finger itch

Me and him we not the same
We gone catch hime either way
Lotta these n***as die for fame really
For some clout for wey

Rock
Rock
Shake it Rock
Rock
Shake it Rock
Rock
Shake it Rock
Choppa Make Him Rock