Bumblebee
Gotta lotta shootas hoe I need some leg room
Gotta lotta thots hoe I need some leg room
Gotta lotta pillies how I need some leg room
Gotta lotta glockies hoe I need some leg room
180 on da dash hoe dis whip go vroom vroom
Talking all dat smack gon get you in a tomb tomb
I been edgy I been trending since the womb womb
Stay talkin shit bitch you smell like a restroom
Escapin death hoe I feel like a cartoon
My bih smell like dat double c perfume
Imma take em back to school dats a classroom
Fuck a judge fuck a jury fuck a courtroom (Free Tay K)
Gotta lotta shootas hoe I need some leg room
Gotta lotta thots hoe I need some leg room
Gotta lotta pillies how I need some leg room
Gotta lotta glockies hoe I need some leg room
And my bitch got double d's
See me smokin thc
Suck dat dick so heavenly
We gon sting, bumblebee
And I got dem VV's, Christmas tree
Hoes be talkin crazy like watchu mean
Yeah Imma pull up, push yo shit back
When I walk thru you know they look back
Vlone on my chest talkin bout half a rack
I might take yo bitch, pussy boy don't lack
Gotta lotta shootas hoe I need some leg room
Gotta lotta thots hoe I need some leg room
Gotta lotta pillies how I need some leg room
Gotta lotta glockies hoe I need some leg room
Gotta lotta thots hoe I need some leg room
Gotta lotta pillies how I need some leg room
Gotta lotta glockies hoe I need some leg room
180 on da dash hoe dis whip go vroom vroom
Talking all dat smack gon get you in a tomb tomb
I been edgy I been trending since the womb womb
Stay talkin shit bitch you smell like a restroom
Escapin death hoe I feel like a cartoon
My bih smell like dat double c perfume
Imma take em back to school dats a classroom
Fuck a judge fuck a jury fuck a courtroom (Free Tay K)
Gotta lotta shootas hoe I need some leg room
Gotta lotta thots hoe I need some leg room
Gotta lotta pillies how I need some leg room
Gotta lotta glockies hoe I need some leg room
And my bitch got double d's
See me smokin thc
Suck dat dick so heavenly
We gon sting, bumblebee
And I got dem VV's, Christmas tree
Hoes be talkin crazy like watchu mean
Yeah Imma pull up, push yo shit back
When I walk thru you know they look back
Vlone on my chest talkin bout half a rack
I might take yo bitch, pussy boy don't lack
Gotta lotta shootas hoe I need some leg room
Gotta lotta thots hoe I need some leg room
Gotta lotta pillies how I need some leg room
Gotta lotta glockies hoe I need some leg room
Credits
Writer(s): Kenneth Ortega
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