Kredity

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hi-C
Hi-C
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christian Shaw
Christian Shaw
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
1deep
1deep
Mastering Engineer

Texty

Imma fuck his hoe, hell yeah why not?/
Running through these hoes hell yeah, why stop?/
These aint vans lil bro, these Saint Laurent's/
On the shroomie stems im a psychonaut/
Hella shrooms in the trap, hell yeah come shop/
All these racks on me, **** count it up/
**** take off on that Yamaha/
Onna bike i feel like Kaneda/
Yea
yea
yeah
**** pray i fall off/
praying on my downfall/
member i was down bad/
i ran it up with out yall/
yeah
yeah
Inna Porschie hot rod,
**** peel that top off/
Hysteric Vetements/
Type shit that i rock/
Pouring triss Till i Nod off/
Backwood full of moon rocks/
Molly crystals pop rocks/
Shit made my jaw lock/
Foreign hoes in my call logs/
Blowing up my phone?
Bitch hell no, finna/
Get cho call blocked/
yellow bitch like sponge bob/
Fucking hoes from France/
Ménage à trois, tell the hoe bon voyage/
Hysteric glam, chanel damn/
I'm a fashion icon/
Hysteric glam, chanel damn/
I'm a fashion icon/
Imma vamp, damn
Styrofoam, pouring up red rum/
Glock 19, hell yeah, magazine real long/
Red key, red eyes, fuckin on a red bone/
Red bitch, real fat ass, throat game real strong/
V8 dodge, super charged/
hell yeah bitch im gone/
Magical girl site shawty tote that stick like a wand/
Posted up in the field, shawty/
pass that stick like baton/
Pull up in a hell cat dodge/
Russian creme rolled fat like logs/
kush green like Sgt frog/
shroomie p's wrap em up like gauges/
red bone bitch oh my god, throat game real strong/
red bone bitch real fat ass gimmie head salon/
Come to the trap, **** shrooms are us/
Real rich homie i feel like quan/
ice burg on my neck and watch/
tattoos on my neck and arms/
Wide body swim through the streets like jaws/
geeked on a pill 30 seconds to Mars/
5,4,3,2,1 lift off/
Fuck **** on my dick get off/
yeah
Fuck **** on my dick get off/
chop wit a scope **** get picked off/
Got Ricky-oh shawty rip it off/
ink on me shawty lick it off/
she in love with drugs its a trauma bond/
Shawty hit my phone and i dont respond/
Flex on them got em so pissed off/
finesse lil bro **** get ripped off/
twin turbo skyline gtr/
engine roaring twin exhaust/
hi-c too juiced up dot com/
**** pull up Porschie flame hot rod/
try to take my chain **** gun get drawn/
leave a fuck boy ass outlined in chalk/
Imma fuck his hoe, hell yeah why not?/
Running through these hoes hell yeah, why stop?/
These aint vans lil bro, these Saint Laurent's/
On the shroomie stems im a psychonaut/
Hella shrooms in the trap, hell yeah come shop/
All these racks on me, **** count it up/
**** take off on that Yamaha/
Onna bike i feel like Kaneda/
ya yahh
ya yahh
ya yahh
ya yahh
ya yahh
ya yahh
ya yahh
yeahh
Written by: Christian Shaw
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out

Loading...