Laptop Friends

Droptop Benz, no I can't pretend
My laptop friends, and I just set trends
I troll bitches with hoe intentions, yeah
And you know this yeah, yeah you know this
Iced out chain, the hoes know my name
Don't feel pain, I know that I say
I'm insane, I have no membrane
Why complain, I'd die for my name

Iced out jock, I pop on my watch
If you drop, I drop on my top
Bitch don't stop the pop, don't it flop
Drip-drop, don't talk
The bitches don't flip-flop
Psilocybe with the tribe, I
Cyberslime on the net, bitch I'm high, I
Pop a shroom, I see zoom, like we're on Doom
I'm in tune, I make tunes in a sentence

Droptop Benz, no I can't pretend
My laptop friends, and I just set trends
I troll bitches with hoe intentions, yeah
And you know this yeah, yeah you know this
Iced out chain, the hoes know my name
Don't feel pain, I know that I say
I'm insane, I have no membrane
Why complain, I'd die for my name

Don't crash it, I'ma blast it off
No backseats, sittin' on cash and all
They lookin' back with the camera, smack it
They gon' catch it, keep it real, keep it real
Two whack bitches that can't ride
Taking pills and we're seeing the sunrise
I got chains, hit the gas then I'm on my way
Do the thang, baby make my day
Baby can you tell me when you're in town
Got tonight, it's going down
Tic-tac-toe smoking all the hoes
I'll hit your bitch then I'm on the go

Droptop Benz, no I can't pretend
My laptop friends, and I just set trends
I troll bitches with hoe intentions, yeah
And you know this yeah, yeah you know this
Iced out chain, the hoes know my name
Don't feel pain, I know that I say
I'm insane, I have no membrane
Why complain, I'd die for my name

Droptop Benz, no I can't pretend
My laptop friends, and I just set trends
I troll bitches with hoe intentions, yeah
And you know this yeah, yeah you know this



Credits
Writer(s): Grant Decouto, Jeremy Salzberg
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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