Lyrics

All I wanna do is go out trappin' with the shooters Wrist game froze, you should see the way we do it Sexy little bitch she throwin' titties out the window You from outta town but you know what we get into All I wanna do is go out trappin' with the shooters Wrist so froze you should see how I been movin' Shawty said she down enough to flex with all the shooters Shawty, are you down to give the head to all my shooters? Oh I came in, I just pulled it off the lot Sailing like a pirate how I came in with the yacht I came up off of trapping off the spot Tell me if you fuckin' 'cause it's backups if you're not I'm just, flexin, too hoes, woo Threesome, sexy two broads, ooh Every, time I, step out, shit lit I just, walked in, Heisman, your bitch (straight up) Boydem tryna catch me with the shooters Just know I'm down to catch one if you shoot us And no more puttin' shooters in the Uber 'Cause they can't hop back in it when they All I wanna do is go out trappin' with the shooters Wrist game froze, you should see the way we do it Sexy little bitch she throwin' titties out the window You from outta town but you know what we get into All I wanna do is go out trappin' with the shooters Wrist so froze you should see how I been movin' Shawty said she down enough to flex with all the shooters Shawty, are you down to give the head to all my shooters? Oh I came in, I just pulled up with the slab She don't know her father but lil' mama call me dad Go designer shopping, caught me fucking up the tab Rich for my bitches, thick as fuck, I had to brag All these, diamonds, on me (woo) Don't it, get you, horny (woo) It's late, but I, can't leave, it's lit Rollin', top down, my shit, legit (straight up) Police tryna catch me with the shooters You not from the ends, you cannot fool us I caught a felony and beat that shit the next week I stack it tall, Lisa Leslie 'cause All I wanna do is go out trappin' with the shooters Wrist game froze, you should see the way we do it Sexy little bitch she throwin' titties out the window You from outta town but you know what we get into All I wanna do is go out trappin' with the shooters Wrist so froze you should see how I been movin' Shawty said she down enough to flex with all the shooters Shawty, are you down to give the head to all my shooters? Oh
Writer(s): Daystar Peterson, Charles Walter Dumazer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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