secret handshake
Hello, hello, who is this?
Nah, I think you have the wrong number
Alright, love you too. Bye
(You know I've been all around the world)
Put a pinpoint on my coordinates
Sorting out endorsements in courses you can't afford to sit
They built me to bill or kill me and try to get my fortune split
But if right, my wheel makes sure it's steering towards a foreign bitch
The passenger packed 15 in the back; I break, then I'm racking them up
Car pool on the go-round. Why the fuck would I slow down when they're fastening up? (Scratch that!)
I might pick your pockets! I spoon with ya dip, fork lift, and drop kick
My best friend knows I wanna fuck her now. Well, this is awkward
I'm eating Nathan's, Long Beach with the B Gang. Mallrats, my Dogg tag on her keychain
Weekend just begun, but I'm beasting. Threesome, but I pre-cum at the pre-game
Yell Jesus till the pee came, then prenup, just keep sane, bitch, please
My Slade clean, next, fucking with a freak thang. Giver Deah strokes ain't nothing but a G-thang!
Baby, "You're so crazy." Tell it to the judge
I'm back in the house; it's black and mild, and you can smell it through the rug! Shit
I've been compelling with this settlement of buzz. Fuck the payments; I'm blacking out
'Cause I can embellish, relish, and then sell it to ya plug! I'm a hustla baby, ask about me
Laaa Laa, all you talk is lies. I hope that's what you people like (buncha niggas faking for this bread)
Blaaa Blaaa, you say you're on the block. Whatever helps you sleep at night
I tell them bitches pull up!
Pull up! Pull up! Pull up! Pull up!
Bitch, why you playing?
Pull up! You say you got it?
Pull up! She say she's bout it?
Pull up! She said she's valid?
Fuck it, you know where my house is; pull up!
We light your city up 'til we become the night
And do a bunch of reckless shit and hope to stay alive
Like bang
That could've been me!
Taking my place and defacing away, and I'm making them pay for what should've been free!
I'm on 100 proof, and it's evident. I'm throwing up in your courtyard
I need some air and decent hearing, and I'm supposed to be going to meet your parents
But at least I got my Gulls out of my 'swole mouth; I'm spilling drinks on my planning board
And I see you got the gold out, 'bout to go out. I see the link, then I'm Ganondorf
I might snatch it, nigga. Might cap this nigga!
Say you widdit on site; you a catfish nigga!
Hat trick—still call a gun a ratchet nigga. At church, taking money from the basket nigga
RAP nerds couldn't fit him in a bracket nigga
Now, I'm fucking dared to fit the sync of
Every dumb comparison you think of, who the fuck needs a rebuff because
Nigga, if I don't know you, why you speaking to me?
Why are you mentioning music if it ain't featuring me? Shit
I might say fuck my session, order pizza and wings
Invite your freak to my wing and have her sing it to me. She sounds like
Laaa Laa, all you talk is lies. I guess that's what you people like (buncha niggas faking for this bread)
Blaaa Blaaa, you say you're on the block. Whatever helps you sleep at night
I tell them bitches pull up!
Pull up! Pull up! Pull up! Pull up!
Bitch, why you playing?
Pull up! You say you got it?
Pull up! She say she's bout it?
Pull up! She said she's valid?
Fuck it, you know where my house is; pull up!
We light your city up 'til we become the night
And do a bunch of reckless shit and hope to stay alive
Like bang. That could've been me!
Taking my place and defacing away, and I'm making them pay for what should've been free!
Nah, I think you have the wrong number
Alright, love you too. Bye
(You know I've been all around the world)
Put a pinpoint on my coordinates
Sorting out endorsements in courses you can't afford to sit
They built me to bill or kill me and try to get my fortune split
But if right, my wheel makes sure it's steering towards a foreign bitch
The passenger packed 15 in the back; I break, then I'm racking them up
Car pool on the go-round. Why the fuck would I slow down when they're fastening up? (Scratch that!)
I might pick your pockets! I spoon with ya dip, fork lift, and drop kick
My best friend knows I wanna fuck her now. Well, this is awkward
I'm eating Nathan's, Long Beach with the B Gang. Mallrats, my Dogg tag on her keychain
Weekend just begun, but I'm beasting. Threesome, but I pre-cum at the pre-game
Yell Jesus till the pee came, then prenup, just keep sane, bitch, please
My Slade clean, next, fucking with a freak thang. Giver Deah strokes ain't nothing but a G-thang!
Baby, "You're so crazy." Tell it to the judge
I'm back in the house; it's black and mild, and you can smell it through the rug! Shit
I've been compelling with this settlement of buzz. Fuck the payments; I'm blacking out
'Cause I can embellish, relish, and then sell it to ya plug! I'm a hustla baby, ask about me
Laaa Laa, all you talk is lies. I hope that's what you people like (buncha niggas faking for this bread)
Blaaa Blaaa, you say you're on the block. Whatever helps you sleep at night
I tell them bitches pull up!
Pull up! Pull up! Pull up! Pull up!
Bitch, why you playing?
Pull up! You say you got it?
Pull up! She say she's bout it?
Pull up! She said she's valid?
Fuck it, you know where my house is; pull up!
We light your city up 'til we become the night
And do a bunch of reckless shit and hope to stay alive
Like bang
That could've been me!
Taking my place and defacing away, and I'm making them pay for what should've been free!
I'm on 100 proof, and it's evident. I'm throwing up in your courtyard
I need some air and decent hearing, and I'm supposed to be going to meet your parents
But at least I got my Gulls out of my 'swole mouth; I'm spilling drinks on my planning board
And I see you got the gold out, 'bout to go out. I see the link, then I'm Ganondorf
I might snatch it, nigga. Might cap this nigga!
Say you widdit on site; you a catfish nigga!
Hat trick—still call a gun a ratchet nigga. At church, taking money from the basket nigga
RAP nerds couldn't fit him in a bracket nigga
Now, I'm fucking dared to fit the sync of
Every dumb comparison you think of, who the fuck needs a rebuff because
Nigga, if I don't know you, why you speaking to me?
Why are you mentioning music if it ain't featuring me? Shit
I might say fuck my session, order pizza and wings
Invite your freak to my wing and have her sing it to me. She sounds like
Laaa Laa, all you talk is lies. I guess that's what you people like (buncha niggas faking for this bread)
Blaaa Blaaa, you say you're on the block. Whatever helps you sleep at night
I tell them bitches pull up!
Pull up! Pull up! Pull up! Pull up!
Bitch, why you playing?
Pull up! You say you got it?
Pull up! She say she's bout it?
Pull up! She said she's valid?
Fuck it, you know where my house is; pull up!
We light your city up 'til we become the night
And do a bunch of reckless shit and hope to stay alive
Like bang. That could've been me!
Taking my place and defacing away, and I'm making them pay for what should've been free!
Credits
Writer(s): Enoch Armani Tolbert
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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