Submission
Yeah
Huh
What
Yeah
Uh
Put the rap game in Submission
They can't fuck with the Vision
I beat the Pussy up but dat don't mean I'd fight a Kitten
Hot n' ready straight out the Kitchen
Got heat on me, Ignition
I got dat bitch Wishin
She don't know what she missing
She don't know what she missing
Put the whole game in submission
Me and my gang we winning
Straight up to the top to the finish
Ball like we the Pistons
Fucking on model bitches
Gyp n Scrap yeah you know we tripping
Run up wrong we gon leave yo ass missing
Run up wrong we a leave yo ass down
Chopper won't make a sound
Potato on the barrel make him hit the ground
King me bitch give me my crown
I can't fuck with none these two-face pussies they be fucking clowns
After the party I gave her 12 rounds
Swam in the kitty but no I ain't drown
Woah
Woah
Woah
Fuck dat bitch she a hoe
Switching my hoes like my clothes
Kicked her ass outta the door
I'm tryna get to the dough
I need a little bit mo
Smoking on all of this gas
It got me in slow motion
Sipping on drink that potion
Feel like I'm in the ocean
Her pussy wet it's soaking
I tell dat bitch to open
Knock Knock on the door can you let me inside
The fake gonna run but they can never hide
I don't trust in these bitches or fuck with these guys
Said you got my back but I guess you lied yeah, hoe
Bitch
I ain't fucking with that bullshit
Got me feeling like I'm stupid
Cuz you wanna be on some cool shit
In the back of the Beem I'm boosted
I feel like my life is a dream
All I know is to get to the green
My whole gang full of fiends
I don't like pop but I like codeine
Trap in the lot neighbors across the street
I don't even care what the fuck they saw
Been on top my shit for weeks
Hopped on my jock one time now she addicted like it's Dickotine
I go to work like a fucking machine
I swear this shit just be routine
Yeah
Step to the mic and its game on
VVS's want my chain long
Rest in peace to Trayvon
When they saw that I could rap they start to love the same kid they used to hate on
I'm the king in my world
Bring in energy like Akon
Never been the type to wait on anything that I might need
They gon say I got greed
But my family I feed
Fuck what a bitch gon talk about this music I bleed
For real
Huh
Put the rap game in Submission
They can't fuck with the Vision
I beat the Pussy up but dat don't mean I'd fight a Kitten
Hot n' ready straight out the Kitchen
Got heat on me, Ignition
I got dat bitch Wishin
She don't know what she missing
Huh
What
Yeah
Uh
Put the rap game in Submission
They can't fuck with the Vision
I beat the Pussy up but dat don't mean I'd fight a Kitten
Hot n' ready straight out the Kitchen
Got heat on me, Ignition
I got dat bitch Wishin
She don't know what she missing
She don't know what she missing
Put the whole game in submission
Me and my gang we winning
Straight up to the top to the finish
Ball like we the Pistons
Fucking on model bitches
Gyp n Scrap yeah you know we tripping
Run up wrong we gon leave yo ass missing
Run up wrong we a leave yo ass down
Chopper won't make a sound
Potato on the barrel make him hit the ground
King me bitch give me my crown
I can't fuck with none these two-face pussies they be fucking clowns
After the party I gave her 12 rounds
Swam in the kitty but no I ain't drown
Woah
Woah
Woah
Fuck dat bitch she a hoe
Switching my hoes like my clothes
Kicked her ass outta the door
I'm tryna get to the dough
I need a little bit mo
Smoking on all of this gas
It got me in slow motion
Sipping on drink that potion
Feel like I'm in the ocean
Her pussy wet it's soaking
I tell dat bitch to open
Knock Knock on the door can you let me inside
The fake gonna run but they can never hide
I don't trust in these bitches or fuck with these guys
Said you got my back but I guess you lied yeah, hoe
Bitch
I ain't fucking with that bullshit
Got me feeling like I'm stupid
Cuz you wanna be on some cool shit
In the back of the Beem I'm boosted
I feel like my life is a dream
All I know is to get to the green
My whole gang full of fiends
I don't like pop but I like codeine
Trap in the lot neighbors across the street
I don't even care what the fuck they saw
Been on top my shit for weeks
Hopped on my jock one time now she addicted like it's Dickotine
I go to work like a fucking machine
I swear this shit just be routine
Yeah
Step to the mic and its game on
VVS's want my chain long
Rest in peace to Trayvon
When they saw that I could rap they start to love the same kid they used to hate on
I'm the king in my world
Bring in energy like Akon
Never been the type to wait on anything that I might need
They gon say I got greed
But my family I feed
Fuck what a bitch gon talk about this music I bleed
For real
Huh
Put the rap game in Submission
They can't fuck with the Vision
I beat the Pussy up but dat don't mean I'd fight a Kitten
Hot n' ready straight out the Kitchen
Got heat on me, Ignition
I got dat bitch Wishin
She don't know what she missing
Credits
Writer(s): Jared Medina
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