

Prompt / Lyrics
Real fuckin music bitch [Chorus] Lace front, ape shit, Hit it from the back shit, Cracked it, snacked it, Servin’ up some fat dick, Owww! , she said it hurts when it go in, Smashin on it double time then pass it to my twin, You can be my sex **** but you can’t be my friend, You can give me slop top but you ain’t gettin in, Ooo wee bitch, smokin on some wee bitch, Brrr brrr hit you with that Glock 43 bitch, Stank bitch, hoe bitch, smokin all my dope bitch, High bitch, fry bitch, hope you go n die bitch, [verse] Fuck sneak dissin, bitch we glisten, Locked in no heat missile, Cook dope, no grease grissle, Yous a sweet bitch, we eat skittles, A R’s protect my back ends, Beat the breaks off a bitch back end, Don’t talk shit bout back then, Talk big racks in the black benz, I got white friends, I got black friendz, I got coke friends, I got crack friends, I know some hot boys with attitude, Find ya longitude and ya latitude, Send some shots at a real one and we send shots right back at you, Muh fuckas think they bullet proof, til they find out what these bullets do, Bullet proof in the Escalade see what 100 rounds at a hater do, [Chorus] Lace front, ape shit, Hit it from the back shit, Cracked it, snacked it, Servin’ up some fat dick, Owww! , she said it hurts when it go in, Smashin on it double time then pass it to my twin, You can be my sex **** but you can’t be my friend, You can give me slop top but you ain’t gettin in, Ooo wee bitch, smokin on some wee bitch, Brrr brrr hit you with that Glock 43 bitch, Stank bitch, hoe bitch, smokin all my dope bitch, High bitch, fry bitch, hope you go n die bitch, [verse] No sneak talk, diamonds flicker when I pivot, Locked in, tunnel vision, whole squad stay with it, Cook plans, no reheatin’, everything efficient, You a candy rapper, sweet bars, artificial image, AP tickin’ on the wrist when I back bend, Fast lane life, talkin’ big wins not back then, Black Benz glide when I slide through the city, Money conversations gettin’ real specific, Got day ones, got new ones, all solid, Different lanes, same code, never folded, Coordinates locked when we map out the route, Pressure make ’em crack when the facts come out, Throw shade at a real one, I respond with results, They thought it was a rumor ’til the numbers got bold, Heavyweight presence when I step in the room, Ceiling gettin’ low ’cause I’m raisin’ the roof. [Chorus] Lace front, ape shit, Hit it from the back shit, Cracked it, snacked it, Servin’ up some fat dick, Owww! , she said it hurts when it go in, Smashin on it double time then pass it to my twin, You can be my sex **** but you can’t be my friend, You can give me slop top but you ain’t gettin in, Ooo wee bitch, smokin on some wee bitch, Brrr brrr hit you with that Glock 43 bitch, Stank bitch, hoe bitch, smokin all my dope bitch, High bitch, fry bitch, hope you go n die bitch,
Tags
Rap, Hip Hop, 808s, TR-808s, Trap Bass, Cloud Rap, Memphis Style, Southern Trap, Trap-Influnced, Hi Hats
3:02
No
1/15/2026