I & M lyrics

[Intro]

Yeah, eenie meenie meenie miney mo

Eenie meenie meenie miney mo

Yeah, eenie meenie meenie miney mo (Trap-A-Holics mixtapes)

Eenie meenie meenie miney mo

Eenie meenie meenie miney mo ([?], bitch)

Eenie meenie meenie miney mo

Yeah

[Verse 1]

Your bitch give head to shoulders knees and toes (Yeah)

I'm the realest nigga I suppose (Yeah)

Floor it, thwart it, quart it, Stop to sort it

But we navigating to your mama's house (Oh)

Blood's up in my duffel, bitch says I'm a shovel

Catch a opp just like I’m Randy Moss (Oh)

I pop em', toss em', cross em', forty, chop em'

Lock em' (Yeah), leave his ass, I'ma catch his ass (Yeah)

[Interlude]

Eenie meenie meenie miney mo

Eenie meenie meenie miney mo

Eenie meenie meenie miney mo

[Verse 2]

Running back to never running back

I get a running back to get my shotty back

And if I bust a pussy in the Pontiac

You know she running back (Gang)

You know she running back (Yeah)

And I will probably hit it, kiss it, flip it (Yeah, yeah)

Rip or break a wrist I bet your bitch a bitch

And if that bitch a bitch I'm letting Louis kick 'em (Gang, gang, gang)

Bitch I'll bust a bitch

[Outro]

And then she [?] a chair

Get ya [?], couple bitch to whip it (Whoa)

[?], throw a bitch a bone (Whoa, whoa)

I know it's in the load

I got the bitch to go like "That was your mother"

Dude, that looks like a little too far back

Black, I'ma just-