Yo look, tell that bitch to come fuck with a winner, lil' baby

She tried to get up but I bent that bitch over
Causin' trouble in these streets, swervin' a Rover
I'm right up on your ass, gang, gang, yeah it's over
Said she the chosen one, why boy? Because I chose her
Ever since I got older, I hate to be sober
Got older, I hate to be sober
And we put a big body bitch, just like a boulder
Do it again, do it again
Better watch over your shoulder

Gon' hit the back drop, gon' hit the back drop
Give me top in my lap, now that's a laptop
And we get lit (we get lit), like it was a match box
And you know I ain't gonna call lil' bitch
but I put that shit in the stash spot (aw)
I know these niggas waitin' for me, I got music I could drop
I got Balmain jeans, you can see these fat knots
SRT real hot when I swerve up out the lot
We gon' see if you real when I put you on the spot (somebody stop him)
Go head flush her, go head flush lil' bitch I'ma do it a lot
And you know what I do in the SRT with Lingo, swerve your block
And I don't give a fuck 'bout a stupid lil' bitch, no, no, no, I do not
I don't know what the fuck you thought
I'ma get my secure, better get your slot, damn
I remember old man sitting by the Texaco
He told me one day, I gotta eat up all my vegetables
Ever since that day, he told me I eat it up just like a Lunchable
Now, look at me, big and strong, built like Mr. Incredible

She tried to get up but I bent that bitch over
Causin' trouble in these streets, swervin' a Rover
I'm right up on your ass, gang, gang, yeah it's over
She the chosen one, why boy? Because I chose her
Ever since I got older, I hate to be sober
Got older, I hate to be sober
And we put a big body bitch, just like a boulder
Do it again, do it again
Better watch over your shoulder

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): David Southworth, Ezekiel Davenport, Timothy Johnson III