Letra

Yeah Reid told me get them, so I got them Did a ton of yak and now we shit faced at the opera Hit the road like wild hogs We Tim Allen and Travolta Pocket rocket size of Polly pocket popping at your posture Don't talk about no feature, you can't afford no fuckin feature, boy All American eagle make these bitches have a seizure, boy Posted on the bleachers Heat concealed under the beater Come and meet the reaper Two-seater, color of Derek Jeter boy Uh huh Babe ruthless Baby head so good I thought she was toothless They tried to put a ceiling on the kid Boy you confused about where the roof is In LA I'm protected you can come and meet the uces I'm an aristocrat, I want to paint it black I want to hit the bank I want to take it all, I want to give it back Mix the Ricky with the fitted cap I want to mix and match Shawty suck the soul up out my dick And I don't think she'll give it back From the bay to da swamp Bitch ain't ever matter where we is, y'all getting punked Yall look like Rick Roll Bitch we feel like Rick Ross The new double boss ropping two C in alcohol What's they first move when they see us at the door Man, I don't know probably drop they panties on da floor That's what it is boy that's how we do it Its Lu and Reid fluent in this game, thought you knew it Was going on I think they fuckin w our song mane You know the name and ain't a damn thang changed Still critically acclaimed Still clinically insane Lu fuckin up your frame Terror always brings the pain I bring it from the Bay to the M-I-A-M-I We chewy high, Hella fly Double sluggas Onna side Shady ladies Tryna ride So, we hit them with a lie Tell them slide then we peel off yelling bye-bye We smacking bozos and old hoes And we ain't stopping like a fat dude with ho hos I see them cold gemstones yo let me hold those Ya boy in slow Mo in a four door Shaking the Popo You ain't doing well is like you rolling eels Hoe what's the deal I'm just trying to cop a little feel So, what it really do I'm popping out your tube with Lu We knocking brains out the park with that new new From the bay to da swamp Y'all look like Rick Roll Bitch we feel like Rick Ross What's they first move when they see us at the door That's what it is boy that's how we do it Its Lu and Reid fluent in this game, thought you knew it
Writer(s): Lucas Pérez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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