歌词

808 Kartel, nigga Yo Cam AyyBromar DJ Flippp, make the money flip Bitch, I'm hella faded, I sip lean on a celebration I just popped another 30, now I'm meditating If a nigga try to rob me, I go Super Saiyan Pull them choppers out, my niggas get to super slayin' 100 round, leave 'em on the floor 100 rounds, we putting on a show Couple rounds when I'm digging in your hoe (in your hoe) Pull this chopper out, I'm shooting at your bro (at your bro, nigga) Nigga touch me, I'ma rip some' I just bought the whole pint, I'm 'bout to sip some' (sip it) I just took a whole 30 on a sick one (sick one) I'on hesitate with money, I'ma get some (get it) I got real nigga dick and she know it (and she know it, bitch) If I pour this 40 out, I'm finna blow it (bitch) Give a bitch good dick, now she glowin' (now she glowin') Remember, she was innocent, now she hoein' (she a hoe) In a foreign whip, nigga, and it's stolen (and it's stolen, skrrt) Look at my mouth, lil' bitch, all golden (all golden) Look at my neck, lil' nigga, all frozen (all frozen) Run up on us trippin', nigga, get your jaw broken (jaw broken) Movin' broke? I can't relate, nigga (ayy) Everywhere a nigga go, I get a plate, nigga (ayy) I ain't Tyga, but she said she want a taste, nigga (want a taste) I just popped another Perc', I'm outer space, nigga (ooh) Perc' popper, boy, I'm outer space (outer space) I be coolin' where you niggas ain't safe (ain't safe) Give me head 'til you run out of face Walked in, now he runnin' out the place Only time when I'm running from the Jakes (ayy) Throwin' money, boy, I could've bought a Wraith (bought a Wraith) Real-ass nigga, you can't relate (can't relate) Pick it up, lil' bitch need a rake (need a rake) And a broom, Shoreline the wave, typhoon Need my money next day, lil' nigga, by noon Matter fact, I need that right now, nigga I'on give a fuck if you know me, nigga, pay me I'on do fronts (ayy), only smoke Runtz (ayy) I'on smoke paper, boy, I only smoke blunts Chopper on my side, I'on got it in the trunk Turn around, bitch, I'on wanna see your front Hit it from the back (ayy), do it once a month (ayy) I'm a busy nigga, you can't have me when you want Hit it from the back, do it once a month I'm a busy nigga, you can't have me when you want Smokin' on the freeway, goin' up like a B-day Sellin' dope off a prepaid, gettin' money each way Two hoes, they get freaky, two Perc's, so geeky, ayy
Writer(s): Alejandro Carranza, Fenix Rypinski, Omar Abbas, Ives Rafael Lemos Jr., Cameron Gerken Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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