contras lyrics

[Verse]
I got guns, n*gga, like the Contras (Yeah)
What? b*tch, I'm Twizzy Rich in the Tonka
I got the bars like Willy Wonka
I'm in Bel-Air with it like Bianca
I got that toothful, I'm a mamba
Yeah, [?] like I'm Wanda
Hit a stain then we lined him, what?
I don't f*ck with that n*gga who done prod' "Anaconda"
Damn, n*gga grew up the rich life
He an auntie servant, he the b*tch type
He on Twitter with it, let the b*tch type
That sh*t ain't ready, it don't got my wrist tight
Damn, n*gga dissin' with no insights
b*tch, I got the Gucci, Louis, and the OFF-WHITE
I got a dog, I'ma let the b*tch bite
b*tch, I feel like Stewie, or Douie, I cannot write (I cannot write)
Plug name Teddy (Teddy)
I see blue, Setty
You want the pack, n*gga, is you bready?
Oh, it's a baby boy? Throw confetti
(Ha, hiding ass n*gga)