Push Start (feat. 42 Dugg)

(Hitmaka)

Push start whip, no switch on it

Rolex so big, no tick on it

Too bad bitches, might trick on it

She gon' do a handstand, then split on it

Kiss on it, lick on it

Touch on it, fuck on it, spit on it, suck on it

Word to Trina, I'ma trick on it

We ain't throwin' ones, throwin' bricks on it

Watchin' all the drip till she slip on it

If that's yo best friend tell her, "Lick on it"

Suck on it, touch on it, kiss on it, flip on it, buss on it

Bust down, bust down, get your freak on

Count it up, count it up, that's my theme song

Is you fuckin' for the love or fuckin' these millions?

I be tryna be a hoe but I got feelings

She a lil' freak, comin' for my head top

Bust it down, gave me head like Jill Scott

Shawty kept the hunned, never hit the switch on me

Richard Millie on my arm, call me Rich Homie

Push start whip, no switch on it

Rolex so big, no tick on it

Too bad bitches, might trick on it

She gon' do a handstand, then split on it

Kiss on it, lick on it

Touch on it, fuck on it, spit on it, suck on it

Sit on it, buss on it, do a split, shit

I'ma fool with this rich dick

What that mean? All the cool shit been did

Prolly a seven, couple eighths, it's been ten since cheaper

Keep a red head when it's windy

Bean mean, caught him tryna steal, youngin', what's the deal?

Grip say he got a six, I want all seals

Trip lookin' for the fent', aye, who this?

Wrong number, bitch, I'm legit

Call me for a verse or call me for some ticks

**** trippin', finally movin' right, put the case behind me

.40 on the seat, put the Drac' behind me

You on live, still fuckin' firin'

I ain't squashin' shit till they die, die

Push start whip, no switch on it

Rolex so big, no tick on it

Too bad bitches, might trick on it

She gon' do a handstand, then split on it

Kiss on it, lick on it

Touch on it, fuck on it, spit on it, suck on it

Top ten list with yo bitch on it

'K-47 with the stick on it

When you touch this pussy, you gon' spend on it

Kelly Rowland, we got a dilemma

Can I eat on it? Lick on it?

Mmm, can I sleep on it?

Press rewind, run it back, then delete on it

Turn around, touch my feet on it

Real big baller and shot caller

Came from the opps, then you know I don't want him

Pistol in the drawer, got the money on the dresser

I know he be mad I be fuckin' on his bestie

Do it so nasty, know you can't pass me

Eight, nine, ten, he be goin' like a taxi

Push start whip, no switch on it

Rolex so big, no tick on it

Two bad bitches, might trick on it

She gon' do a handstand, then split on it

Kiss on it, lick on it

Touch on it, fuck on it, spit on it, suck on it