1.5 Lyrics
(Smoke)
Come and put that pussy on me, I’ma put that dick up on you
Come and do a split on me, come and do a trick on it
Come and shake that ass for me, baby, I got a lot of money
Come here, do that yeah for me, tell ’em let me show you somethin’
Bitch, tell your n**** how I make you cum without no pill, yeah
I don’t give no fuck about no sex, bitch, I just only want your neck
I get shit smoked off the back, tell that pussy n****, “yeah”
I told that bitch I won’t bang, I know that pussy n**** scared
They must not know how I get down
Bang with that thing, swing ‘cross your head
Since I was small, I ain’t stand down
Bitch, ask my mama, I ain’t scared
That pussy n**** said, “what?”
She told me “leave that n**** dead,” what?
Few weeks later, I caught the bitch and bust his head, what?
Sneaker tech, knock out the back of you bitches, yeah, dumb
Sneaky slime, knock out the back off your bitch and send her home
We stole that car, then we pull on side and we send ’em home
Like bang, bang, bitch dead, bang, bang, bitch gone
I just need a lot of money on me (on me)
I just need the freshest fit on me, oh, yeah
I just need my bitch for to see
And everything I do for her, I’m grindin’ hard for her ass
Bitch, I bought a half a ticket ring for your dog ass
Bitch, I pulled up with like everything with your dog ass
Bitch, you know I ride ’round with that pink thing with my dog ass
Bitch, you know I’m bound to split your ex about your fuckin’ past
Tell your friends, stop tellin’ you them things with your messy ass
Tell your sister, bitch, I get that green, I get that fuckin’ cash
No, you the devil, gotta say she mad that I ain’t fuck her ass
Tell Nene, if I wasn’t her BD, bitch, I would’ve bust her ass
I ain’t got no fuckin’ pigs
Don’t no profession, get no fuckin’ pass
I’m active, I’m perfective with this shit with my perfective ass
Loved when I was broke
But now I’m stuntin’ and I got fuckin’ cash
Mouthed while I was home
But once I’m out, then it’s his fuckin’ ass
Yeah, bitch, what? now come and play with me
I been doin’ my shit and got them hitters on scene
Mmm, mmm, mmm, I got that shit on me
Mmm, I’m in this bitch and I got that stick on me
And I’m gon’ kill somethin’, my brother told me “kill somethin'”
So how the fuck you just gon’ tell me not to zip somethin’?
I make the music, make this money
So don’t tell me how to spend nothin’
This hoe do what I say, so don’t say shit ’bout what I spend on ’em
I’m fucked up by breakin’ cars, lil’ brother slime, he swipin’ cards
I had it hard, Meech got a bitch, she got a friend, I jacked the broad
Hold up, hold up, bitch, I say, I’m way too gangster
Had a bang-out, called my mama, she the one got me from danger
My sister know that I spanked her, my mama know that I’m thuggin’
My grandpa know that I’m druggin’
Fuck the bitch, they know I plucked ’em
Fuck the hoe, she know she thugged me, but after all, I still love her
I just wanted for the bitch to try to help me