"hemi 2" lyrics

Uh, baby, can we go?
Oh, oh
Watch me flex up on a hoe, yeah, I'm in my zone
Hell yeah, bitch, I'm swagged up (Swag, swag)
Watch me boss up, yeah, bitch, you good with it
In this bitch, the speakers blowing
New expensive jacket and I'm— and I'm swagged

Yea, uh
Please make sure, yeah, we boss up your life, bitch
Walk up in the store and I walk up with the knife, bitch
I ain't finna— I ain't tryna hurt nobody, uh
I might turn around and catch a—
But if a nigga try to do me dirty, I might catch a body
Based freestyle is my hobby
One take, bitch, let me show you how I do this song
I don't give a fuck, bitch, I do everything wrong I do everything wrong

Uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, bitch, I got 'em bands with me
Yeah, bad bitch and she tryna get with me
If you tryna get bands, nigga, get up with me
Walking out the party, white bitches sipping Pink Whitney
I don't give a fuck, my bitch got big titties (I don't give a fuck nigga you know I'm —)
Nigga in the trap, two poles with that fucking semi
Uh, riding in the fucking Hemi, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I don't give a fuck, it's hemi part two, bitch
Uh, and I'm sipping on that Rémy too, bitch
You think you can get with me? Bitch, you stupid