Lyrics

Ayy Hope you know I'm tryna see it to the back Yeah, ayy, uh Six figures for the whip No chance you catch me down bad (no chance) P90, aim straight for your head (no way) Callin' up my bitch, yeah, she know she at the top of the list (uh, ayy) Said she pulled up with her friends, so I (uh, ayy) Tell her throw it back, then I blow a bag Drop it down low, let 'em know it's like that Feel like I'm hexed, yeah, that bitch bad Collar on her neck and her ass real fat Tell her throw it back, then I blow a bag Drop it down low, let 'em know it's like that Feel like I'm hexed, yeah, that bitch bad Collar on her neck and her ass real fat, yeah She keep on sayin' that she never had a nigga like this (nigga like this) Shake it up, still the realest nigga in the mix (swear to God) Why they always actin' like a nigga ain't shit? (I don't know) Talk slick, then we empty out the clip (okay, uh) Six figures for the whip, bitch, you ain't gon' tell me shit She's stuck to my body, I'm the dog, she the tick I'm the god, pussy, this ain't no motherfuckin' façade My niggas comfy at the top, we ain't never took a loss Demon girl Slan, chain, fangs, got an OnlyFans Fuckin' on a succubus, I feel like I'm Devilman Bloody when I'm up in it, harness with a pentagram How you get a plaque while independent? It was in the plan She's fucked, yeah, same, that's my bitch (uwu) I'm CORPSE, got it tatted in my skin (CORPSE) Autopilot whip, black matted with the tint Got her suckin' on my dick while we bump Trip 6 Tell her throw it back, then I blow a bag Drop it down low, let 'em know it's like that Feel like I'm hexed, yeah, that bitch bad Collar on her neck and her ass real fat Tell her throw it back, then I blow a bag Drop it down low, let 'em know it's like that Feel like I'm hexed, yeah, that bitch bad Collar on her neck and her ass real fat, yeah
Writer(s): Unknown, Shermar Paul Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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