Propeller

For a minute I was down and out
Didn't look back now I'm on a cloud
Only talk facts think I'm wildin out
Burn two let's air it out
For a baggie she'll wait
If she want it does whatever it takes
Crossed paths narrow was the hallway
Hit I never miss a
Bitch might set up
Hit the propeller

Please don't fuck with me I'm too cold
All black from head to her toe
Her lips blood red my eyes blood shot
Vision hotbox the haze unlocking
No wristwatch-ing but that ass keep taking
I'm hypnotised she don't want me to stop it
Gucci her wallet looking up to me like a prophet
While she slopping on me
She call me cocky yea team no sleep
Running on E
Said she wanna hold me down
But I doubt it so I'm outie
Why would I trust a lil thottie im audi

For a minute I was down and out
Didn't look back now I'm on a cloud
Only talk facts think I'm wildin out
Burn two let's air it out
For a baggie she'll wait
If she want it does whatever it takes
Crossed paths narrow was the hallway
Hit I never miss a
Bitch might set up
Hit the propeller

Please don't fuck with me I'm too cold
All black from head to her toe
Deadly lil miho
I call her up brr her hands touch her toes
Us two
It's jus us two
What you tryna do
Smoke and liquor fills the room
She wanna re-up in the bathroom
Eat me like a cashew
Blow me off a bag
Shawty say she glad to
But I get to the money cause I know cash rules
I won't run or hide or abide by the rules
Bumpin' grindin'
Slide in your bitch imma drug in your bitch
Back door nigga I don't use the entrance
Hot like wasabi when she ride like kawasaki
Caught me a body jet off in audi
Off in a audi
Propeller
Yea yea yea



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Writer(s): T. Murimwa
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