Uh
You gotta turn this shit up for me one time
If I'm on the road got 30 hands
All my boys they really bout' they bands
I ain't playing' I ain't tryna dance
Left that bitch and I ain't lookin' back
Hit that lick and then I hit the gas
Bad lil bitch from Pakistan
Told me that I am the man
Do you know how to flip a rack
Baby tell me that shit gas
We been smokin' up all night
But she freaky with her hands
I don't wanna spend the night
If I'm on the road got 30 hands
All my boys they really bout' they bands
I ain't playing' I ain't tryna dance
Left that bitch and I ain't lookin' back
Hit that lick and then I hit the gas
And you call on my phone
Just to get some clarification you never know I'm home
You been tryna' get some answers lil shorty I just don't know
My brotha said he callin' me told me I need to let go
I been on my fuckin' solo shawty racks come in for sure
And when these racks come in bitch I just need to be alone
But if I'm on the road got 30 hands
And all my boys they really bout they bands
That's why I ain't playin' I ain't tryna dance
We want some shit then that shit up for grabs
I hit that lick and then I
Let up all the smoke out
I been in my own house
They been talkin' shit over the web but they don't go out
I-I stick to my hoe now
My bitch she a road dog
I told her to trust me but she told me she don't know how
She said when you get the juice that they gon' start to use you
B-bitch I always got the juice do not let this confuse you
So I call you on your phone
Just to get some clarification I never know you're home
So when I'm on the road got 30 hands
All my boys they really bout' they bands
I ain't playing' I ain't tryna dance
I left that bitch and I ain't lookin' back
Hit that lick and then I hit the gas