Why don't I just find y'all a fourth
And we settle this on the streets, huh?
Bring him on!
Anybody I want?
Claro
No matter who it is?
Yeah

Nineteen eleven
We pull up and
Spray out
Chop sticks on a dick
Make him lay down
I spent 24k on a watch
From a fake town
30k on a chain with a
Fake smile
Bitch wanna fuck me
I tell her to face down
If she can't see my face
Ain't no case now
We boutta dance 'til
Our muh' fuckin' graves now
Yeah, this the life
That you ain't 'bout
Nineteen eleven
We pull up and spray out
Chop stick with the dick
Make him lay down
I spent 24k on a watch
From a fake town
30k on a chain with a
Fake smile
She doing coke like she
Out at a rave now
She gon' suck on my dick
She can't pay out
We're gonna dance to our
Muh' fuckin' graves now
No we living this life that you ain't 'bout

Pull up we dance
Slide
Grinding on what's in my pants
Like
We got a 667
We take you heaven
So hop in the
Damn ride
She asking if I'm the guy who be
Killing the lizards and I be like
Damn right
I'm boutta leave a bitch lookin' like
She at the beach
But the white ain't no
Tan lines (wait!)

Blow her back out
Shotgun blast
Light skin beauty
And her name
Ash Kaash
High as a kite
But I'm E on gas
Don't fuck with me
Cause I be on ass
Write every bar
That I say in my songs
And then send 'em cross state
Cause I be on facts
These bullets get served
Like it's Bon Appétit
If you really got problems
Then eat on that

(Hah, hah)
I'm out in the streets
Fucking white bitches who
Out in the Jeeps
Bitch head so good that she
Counting degrees
Leave your ass hang at the
Sound of the beep
Honestly all of y'all
Talk on the internet
With your lil' friends like
A crowd of some sheep
You think your girl is still loyal to you
But she sucking my dick to get
Powder for free

Nineteen eleven
We pull up and
Spray out
Chop sticks on a dick
Make him lay down
I spent 24k on a watch
From a fake town
30k on a chain with a
Fake smile
Bitch wanna fuck me
I tell her to face down
If she can't see my face
Ain't no case now
We boutta dance 'til
Our muh' fuckin' graves now
Yeah, this the life
That you ain't 'bout
Nineteen eleven
We pull up and spray out
Chop stick with the dick
Make him lay down
I spent 24k on a watch
From a fake town
30k on a chain with a
Fake smile
She doing coke like she
Out at a rave now
She gon' suck on my dick
She can't pay out
We're gonna dance to our
Muh' fuckin' graves now
No we living this life that you ain't 'bout

(That you ain't bout)
(Yuh, what)?
(Bitch)

Don't push it, you're embarrassing me!
(Nineteen eleven)
(We pull up and)
(Spray out)
(Chop sticks on a dick)
(Make him lay down)
(I spent 24k on a watch)
(From a fake town)
(30k on a chain with a)
(Fake smile)
(Bitch wanna fuck me)
(I tell her to face down)
(If she can't see my face)
(Ain't no case now)
(We boutta dance 'til)
(Our muh' fuckin' graves now)
(Yeah, this is the life)
(That you ain't 'bout)
(Nineteen eleven)
(We pull up and)
(Spray out)
(Chop stick with the dick)
(Make him lay down)