Paroles

Pushing mach 5 switching lanes dripping paint Feel like SPEEDRACER Pussy boy I win the race I ain't out here saving hoes so I don't wear a cape, yeah I'm the type of bitch That your momma loves to hate (okay) Tripping off a tablet Turn the office to a rave Going Dark Phoenix Till I'm in an early grave (aye) Never played dumb, bitch, I never played it safe Bitches out here fishing You the type to take the bait like Riding through my city When you see me dicks up I wouldn't even call you If I need a quick fuck (aye) Sexy when I lick it Think he got the golden ticket Watch him eat it like a picnic In the coupe just like a pigeon aye Bitch I need a Tessy Whip that shit like Elon Musk (aye) Fly like I'm Aladdin Told that boy to lighten up At the party room spinning Too much liquor in my cup (aye) I just killed my ex Feel like Sza in the cut Throwing up the triple six Smokin OG in the booth Show me where them dollars at Rest in peace to Gangsta Boo Bitch I'm on the move Got no time to hit the snooze (aye) Win or lose, bitch, Spent my time breaking rules (aye) P- Pushing mach 5 switching lanes dripping paint Feel like SPEEDRACER Pussy boy I win the race I ain't out here saving hoes so I don't wear a cape, yeah I'm the type of bitch That your momma loves to hate (okay) Tripping off a tablet Turn the office to a rave Goin Dark Phoenix Till I'm in an early grave (aye) Never played dumb, bitch, I never played it safe Bitches out here fishing You the type to take the bait like R-Riding through my city When you see me dicks up R-R-Riding through my city When you see me dicks up Riding through my city When you see me dicks up I-I wouldn't even call you If I need a quick fuck Feel like Murakami Ima make that shit pop (pop) I don't keep the heater but I Make the shit hot (hot), yeah Feel just like I'm Thanos Think I need a couple rocks Drunk dancing on the table top, I do this shit a lot (aye) Flow so cold I got it snowing in July (brr) Bitches acting bitter But it's sweet like cherry pie (sweet!) If I cut you off Then to me it's like you died You just talk your shit I heard that shit a thousand times, bitch Pushing mach 5 switching lanes dripping paint Feel like SPEEDRACER Pussy boy I win the race I ain't out here saving hoes so I don't wear a cape, yeah I'm the type of bitch That your momma loves to hate (okay) Tripping off a tablet Turn the office to a rave Goin Dark Phoenix Till I'm in an early grave (aye) Never played dumb, bitch, I never played it safe Bitches out here fishin' You the type to take the bait like
Writer(s): Hannah Lamm Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out