In..jr..ree - Chavo

Treat your hoe to fly shit

Her back made up outta ostriches

Plus the hat and jacket

I gotta cut up foxes

Forty-thousand feet up — you gon' need some oxygen (you hear me?)

Never do conversin' or talking to officers (never)

Car service with me when I land, where the weed at? (where it at)

She wanna be my rock? Cool, I’ma PNB that (hmm)

Put a sign outside the door — it say «DND» that (shhh)

She tapped out the first round

Hmph, I’ma need a rematch (yeah dat)

Hood bitch wearin' Reebok

I’m always high, like a treetop (yeah)

Light hit these stones, it give colors

Look like a peacock

Please stop

We doin' business baby, do not eavesdrop (don't do that)

The condo I stay at got passcodes, forget a key lock (fuck 'em)

I know you niggas wanna see the end of me (why?)

Friends turned to snakes, they was enemies (bye)

Ha, beat the pussy up, she got a injury (yeah)

Lil' mama is a vibe, I love her energy (yeah)

Keep it humble with me, I won’t ever switch (nah)

On the road, with my woes, came from rags to riches (skrt, skrt, skrt)

And I do the dash — ain’t that a bitch, hmph (woah)

Never cuff her, you could love her — I’ma pass the bitch (yeah)

Hmph, chick a little psycho

She like Left Eye (shit)

I be shoppin' different plugs

Where the Best Buy? (ha)

Broke down five bags, I’ma let the rest fly (pew)

Wanted to fuck, she pulled my zipper down

Gave her a head start

Half on the rent for my college bitch up in West (cash)

Oppositions get no mercy, hit 'em where it’s hurtin' (hit 'em)

Pull up skrt-in' like I’m racin' in Kentucky Derby (skrt)

My stripper twerkin'

She gon' call me when she finish workin' (hello)

Really from the bottom, like the kid a urchin (damn)

So many plays call

Had to three-way merge 'em (fuck)

Yeah, I could tell when it’s natural, seen her surgeon (mhm)

I told her, «That pussy was fye»

I know them words encouragin' (ha)

I know you niggas wanna see the end of me (why?)

Friends turned to snakes, they was enemies (bye)

Ha, beat the pussy up, she got a injury (yeah)

Lil' mama is a vibe, I love her energy (yeah)

Keep it humble with me, I won’t ever switch (nah)

On the road, with my woes, came from rags to riches (skrt, skrt, skrt)

And I do the dash — ain’t that a bitch, hmph (woah)

Never cuff her, you could love her — I’ma pass the bitch (yeah)