What I Like

Oh they gon fuck the club up to this one
I jus bought a brand new pistol
So Imma hit u for I miss u
Dub up in this one
This loud pack so blissful
Yo plug sell u little

Tell me what u wanna do for fun tonight
It's on my line it's on my tab I'm living life
Said she really wanna fuck w thugs tonight
She do it right the faithful type that's what I like

Oh They gon fuck the club up to this one
They like the way my voice sound
Really in yo face sorry u ain't gotta choice now
In school I got detentions because they said that my voice loud
Funny now my voice like a paper route

I took the better way No vegan I took the cheddar way
People sheep imma wolf uh they got led astray
Remember bad days an I prayed for better days
These jits dust mites uh they getting swept away

U gettin' tossed cause u small n you soft
Had to stand down 10 toes imma big dog
Now u mad u hate n get shit on
brothers blowing loud pack that's a thick fog

I'm tryna fuck the club up imma do my dance
If i got it imma spend it baby imma spend the bands
Fuck the club up to this one baby do yo dance
club up to this one lil momma just shake that ass

Hey guys :)

Oh they gon fuck the club up to this one
I jus bought a brand new pistol
So Imma hit u for I miss u
Dub up in this one
This loud pack so blissful
Yo plug sell u little

Tell me what u wanna do for fun tonight
It's on my line it's on my tab I'm living life
Said she really wanna fuck w thugs tonight
She do it right the faithful type that's what I like

(Gsr Tin)
Damn Q you fucced up with this one
(yeah I did uh uh)
Made the lil hoe call me mister
(Call me mista)
Ima take ya bitch ima spin her
(Imma spin her)
Thought is was my dicc but baby that's my pistol
(Baby that's my pistol)
Running to the paper like a sprinter
(Like a sprinter)
Giving her wood no splinter
(No splinta)
Y'all be big rats master splinter
(Master splinta)
Ya he caught them bullets bitch and they didn't miss em
(They didn't miss em)

(GSR Scoobs)
Ay came in w some fye we can't miss u
Quick to wet em up if there a issue
Someone better toss yo mom a tissue
This bih submit to me like jujitsu
All about my paper like a money press
Ripping thru his vest yes yes
If he reachin for my chest yes
Smith & wess yes uh
I been blessed blessed
Flame his head like Johnny test yes
Turn him to a dead head
shake him like a dread head
(Dread head uh huh)

Oh they gon fuck the club up to this one
I jus bought a brand new pistol
So Imma hit u for I miss u
Dub up in this one
This loud pack so blissful
Yo plug sell u little

Tell me what u wanna do for fun tonight
It's on my line it's on my tab I'm living life
Said she really wanna fuck w thugs tonight
She do it right the faithful type that's what I like



Credits
Writer(s): Quinten Schuman
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