[Hook 2x] (Bitch) Get the fuck out the way I'm trying running my bands I just took a nigga's bitch I got his bitch off his hands And the way I spread the chopper It will make a nigga dance Niggas play like Vice City Bitch I think I'm Lance Vance [Verse 1] Climb in the nigga tripy like a Santa Claus Nigga pals yours, want these pals? No, not at all These niggas they fear me, smokin on this chillin me I was broke last series Nah I know these niggas hear me Hairy like a heroin(ay) Niggas mad, I gettin paid You hear is too late, mixing with the cool(ay) Yeah if it ain't about the money I can't talk for long Mixing Lean with the Fendi and you can't go wrong 2-2-3 hit your ass in your fucking (m??) Run up in your mama's house, I leave All these bitches yelling Fuck you telling? Folk 38, turn me to the fellon Big dough, big bricks What a young nigga selling? Don't you worry bout me If you not a Bennie screens Pussy nigga, get no pussy Got his bitch up on her knees Nigga I've been checking bats Man, I've been dropping jets I don't really do the talk Let you all just like a match Running you won't get shit Thirty on some split shit Niggas talking shit Tell'em pull on, no he cannot fit Please don't make it get lit Take his life, you wiping shit Young nigga I've been doing it I've been making hits Young Duwap, I feel like I'm Guap Like I'm Guap, I've been getting guap Little mulla, ya, lotta mulla Flex on nigga, nah, I am at the fucking talk
[Hook 2x] (Bitch) Get the fuck out the way I'm trying running my bands I just took a nigga's bitch I got his bitch off his hands And the way I spread the chopper It will make a nigga dance Niggas play like Vice City Bitch I think I'm Lance Vance