[Intro]
Yeah
[Chorus]
(Yeah) If it ain't nine, then I won't wear it, that's my favorite number (Number Nine)
I fucked that lil' bitch off the 'gram, she don't even got my number (Yeah, yeah)
Said he a shooter, pull up on him, turn him to a runner (Run)
Pull out that choppa, let it spray, man, that bitch sound like thunder (Woo)
[Verse 1]
Ha, yeah, what the fuck these lil' boys on?
Bitch, I'm rockin' Chrome Hearts, throw away Comme des Garçons (Bitch, I don't like it)
If you don't got no bread, hell no, we can't make no song
If that bitch give no head, kick her out, I know it's wrong
[Bridge]
Yeah (Huh, huh), yeah (Yeah, yeah)
(Huh, huh) Yeah (Yeah, yeah)
(Huh, huh, yeah, yeah)
(Huh, huh) Yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Huh (Yeah), huh (Yeah, huh), huh
(Woah, huh, bitch, huh, let's go)
[Verse 2]
AR in my bag, I look like I might go shoot up a school (Yeah)
I pulled out like 20, man, I swear that bitch started to drool
This lil' ho too boring, had kick that lil' bitch out my room (Yeah, yeah)
Pull up in that Trackhawk, drivin' fast, I swear that bitch go vroom (Vroom)
[Chorus]
(Yeah) If it ain't nine, then I won't wear it, that's my favorite number (Number Nine)
I fucked that lil' bitch off the 'gram, she don't even got my number (Yeah, yeah)
Said he a shooter, pull up on him, turn him to a runner (Run)
Pull out that choppa, let it spray, man, that bitch sound like thunder