Tragic

(What you got?)

Got London on da track bitch

(What's her name?)

Hell yeah, i'm a savage

Pussy wet, fuck a pad you need some napkins

In the club, kill someone and make it tragic

I'mma make it rain inside the club

I'mma pop some bottles, make her bub

Homie I'm not looking at her, baby I do it just like I does

I just do my thang in these streets, yah!

I'm the biggest, toughest wildebeest

All these softy niggas didn't come with a feast, yah!

I'mma put a super charger like a priest, yea!

If you really havin' birds, lemme see yea!

I just got a new iPhone and I ain't sync it

So I might don't got your number, if a nigga play

I might turn it like I channel

Caught me banging with a red bandana

Not no February scary bandana

Yeah! don't get the scary bandana

I just might blow on that ho, no candle

No clothes baby that's my standards

Just make her smoking on cabana

Purp make me forgot I'm not having stamina

Every Tuesday, I throw racks at amateurs

(What you got?)

Got London on da track bitch

(What's her name?)

Hell yeah, that's my side bitch

Pussy wet, fuck a pad you need some napkins

In the club, kill someone and make it tragic

I'mma make it rain inside the club

I'mma pop some bottles, make her bub

Homie I'm not looking at her, baby I do it just like I does

Shoot a nigga down tragic, hold you number tragic

Your momma a tragic, your daddy a tragic

I pull up and trash shit, the whole bitty bastards

All my crew like trashing, let them have it

What if it ain't no baptist, Lil' boy Larry

Sit your little ass down like I used magic

I got more wood than a fucking palace

Dolly White told to me sit back, just point and laugh at

These niggas and these bum bitches

Porn bitches nigga come and get it

Nigga if I make it rain, let these bitches get it

I just want a long neck like a chicken, get it

Every YSL member get it

I left weed in my fender, get it

Bring a tender, you a member get it

No puppet, no pretending I'mma fuckin menace

(What you got?)

Got London on da track bitch

(What's her name?)

Hell yeah, that's my side bitch

Pussy wet, fuck a pad you need some napkins

In the club, kill someone and make it tragic

I'mma make it rain inside the club

I'mma pop some bottles, make her bub

Homie I'm not looking at her, baby I do it just like I does