Lyrics Iykyk - CIP

I'm in the yo off a 4 of Wok
It's bout 8 o'clock
Im fina pick up from my other spot
We got the low so we gon spin they block
We ain't going back inside until somebody drop, that's on the opps
Know a stripper bitch in Minnesota
She got a body of Coca Cola and move them bricks across the boarder
I gutter bitch who love to fight
She throw them lashes on like every night
I got a scammer bitch who want the passwords to all a nigga sites
I try to tell her baby wait your time
I taught her how to push a loan and get it verified overnight
She ain't never seen this side of life
Lil folks got a k with a beam cause he ain't want the knife
It take a dub to take a dummy life, stupid
We brought some gloves but ain't tryna fight
We fina wrap him like a package of them bows and get him sealed tight

She gone bounce
She gone bounce
She gone bounce
She gone bounce nigga

She get a half and she gone bring back a ounce nigga
Want me to buss it on her ass and in her mouth nigga
I taught her how to chase everything but clout nigga
Now she never pout nigga

I wanna see you in that sexy shit
I'm tryna spread a 100 cash on that ass and see you next to it
She caught some you caught the rest of it
And when I bust she wanna marinate in nut she tell me stay in it
Baby i ain't with that petty shit
I can help you get that fetty quick
I helped them make a dozen off of 6
I had to treat the bitch, she tried to play me like a trick
Till she got found in a twist