Texty

Toolie be on let's get to clapping Made me a band from fucking rapping Laser be on but i ain't zapping Since i was nine a nigga snapping We packing heat, my niggas on top we keep it discrete Jus you and me, i need me a bitch that suck with no teeth Got two sticks but i ain't no drummer Bad bitch gon fuck with no rubber Ice bright like it was the summer Two sluts they dumb and they dummer Heat up like my nigga gunna Speed up lil hoe she a runner Gang gang gang I got the drake and i named it frosty She throwing cake in the telly, no lawsy Keep me a glock can't go like noti Hit from the back your bitch a thottie Hit from the back then yo bitch gon top me Keep me a switch lil bitch come stop me Put it on gang yall ain't gon drop me damn She touching my body tell her to back up I'm smocking on gas, i'm fucking this pack up Hit big bro up, told him roll fat one You talkin bout money, you know you don't got none Hit yo bitch up tell that bitch to match some I can just make one call them hittas gonna be on your ass, they gonna attack some She said god damn boy why you misleading Be pushing so hard to the point i be sleeping I'm fucking that bitch, i'm going in deep On god she need me like it's adidas I'm blowing shit up jus like i'm a creeper We set that boy up, we leave his mom weeping I just popped a perk, it got my ass tweaking I can say whatever, that bitch ain't leaving On god, and i'm up in that mode Nigga if you know then you know On god, and i got all of these hoes All of them giving me throat Go to the store lil bro, everyone know you a hoe lil bro Go open up that door lil bro, if i say move around get gone lil bro You been posting the cappin on ig I've been counting this cash and that's hikey I'm going to the top like i'm hiking She slurping my dick no biting You getting these clips no fighting Stop being a bitch, stop hiding I've been sipping on wock and smoking on gas, now nigga tell me who hiding Toolie be on let's get to clapping Made me a band from fucking rapping Laser be on but i ain't zapping Since i was nine a nigga snapping We packing heat, my niggas on top we keep it discrete Jus you and me, i need me a bitch that suck with no teeth Got two sticks but i ain't no drummer Bad bitch gon fuck with no rubber Ice bright like it was the summer Two sluts they dumb and they dummer Heat up like my nigga gunna Speed up lil hoe she a runner Gang gang gang I got the drake and i named it frosty She throwing cake in the telly, no lawsy Keep me a glock can't go like noti Hit from the back your bitch a thottie Hit from the back then yo bitch gon top me Keep me a switch lil bitch come stop me Put it on gang yall ain't gon drop me damn
Writer(s): Christian Abilet Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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