歌词
Hahaha
Uh mm
Rip to juice I'm feeling empty
That's why I keep all these hollows
Be wit killas that'll smoke you
Like an L i'm talking chapo
What's a king without a crown
Yeah I be guzzling this bottle
I don't care if she can deep throat Kick her out if she don't swallow
Got a bitch I call her Nicki wit the itty bitty titties
Little Nicki keep a blicky and get jiggy with the semis
She gone make her family proud and let it buss
Yeah it get sticky
Up the dick like she a soldier
Told her drop and give me 50
Bounces on the fucking dick
Shoot the club up no assist
Take these hoes back to the crib
Yeah you know I'm catching pics
But that's it with all he fun
Now it's time to get the sticks
All my **** play with drums
I guess you can call us kiss
Big booty
Thunder thighs
Hazel eyes
That's a recipe to make
A **** wife ya
Cap
Yeah a snap back
I been stacking cheddar
Setting rat traps
Looking for the snakes
Searching for the pigs
Tryna let the pepper shake and hit everything but the kids
Cause talking to them really get you turned into a pork Rhine
He saw the guns and did the dash he ran a 4.5
No brakes we just ride
**** get the drakes and we toosie slide
That's yo bae
Damn she fine
And she suck make her ride this pine I'm the bomb no the torpedo
Flew a bitch out from Toledo
She catch bodies for the coins
So I robbed a damn Casino
Gave a pic and said that's him
Get to shooting like a gym
At the rim
Fuck it up it get to Duncan like ya Tim
Im a different animal I'm not from here bitch I'm a Martian
I'm a Killa turn me on guarantee ya that imma off him
Don't got covid but I'm the one with the nine like I be coughing
No butler but keep the Jimmy you get it? I keep a rocket
Kole
Hm
Hm
Hm
Hm
Hm
Fuck it up wait hm
Fuck it up wait hm
Fuck it up wait hm
Fuck it up wait hm
Uh ch uh yeah
Huh yeah
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Written by: Charles Coleman
