[Chorus]
I got bad hoes, huh
I got one hoe, huh
She so bad though, fuck her in that front row
Where your gat hoe?
Take her to that gun store, huh
Where my bitch?
Where my bitch? Come roll my blunt hoe
Think I love her, I need her, my hoe got aquafina
Hurricane Katrina
I beat the cat now she a singer, hey
The way I move my fingers, and I be countin' racks
Told her throw it back
I can't get too attached

[Verse]
Call my bro a star, yeah
I like the way you lookin' black
No Prada's just the mask
I'm like damn that shit fat
I said "Damn this bitch bad"
Watchout 'fore I get mad
She likе "Rel what you want?"
Yeah I swear I missеd that
I might buy her new Celine
Said she like my style, and she like my diamond ring
She like how I dress, and how I rock designer jeans (Yeah)
Takeher on a date and had to buy her a lot of [?] (Yeah, yeah)
That ain't shit though
Don't get me pissed off
Take off your shirt, kiss her on her neck, I said I'm in her walls
I'm poppin' pills, I took a X, yeah I'm bout to fall
Them drugs fuckin' up my head, I need Tylenol (Shit)
[Chorus]
I got bad hoes, huh
I got one hoe, huh
She so bad though, fuck her in that front row
Where your gat hoe?
Take her to that gun store, huh
Think I love her, I need her, my hoe got aquafina
Hurricane Katrina
I beat the cat now she a singer, hey
The way I move my fingers, and I be countin' racks
Told her throw it back
I can't get too attached