PK You Hell, Pt. 2
Blonde
Supa Seven Bitch
No I'm not social get the fuck up out MySpace
Her favorite thing bout me is my lips or my Colgates
These pockets they fat like a book watch me throw these racks up in yo face
When she off of that percocet pill she gone fuck me like RIP Nipsey race
I beat his ass up now he shook I been lifting his bitch like some weights
He got a glock but he wont shoot that investment gone turn to a waste
I got my dope up in her titty we driving across the state
And please do not ask me to hotbox if you drive around in a vase
Tried to lie on my name
I am not liking it
Spike my drink with perc or vicodin
I cannot kick no karate chopping it
Roll me extendo extendo its long as a limo
Get out the whip smelling lit lit
She wanna suck it again told her gimme momento
Told her holdup lil bitch I got limp dick
You is not Megan lil hoe, titanic the boat well fuck it me and henny meet at yo throat
Supa seven PGC thats the cult
Thats the same face when you see me pull up in that ghost
My bitch the only one that should be doing the most
Just cause you got no bread dont mean you cant get yo ass toast
She ride like a moped when she bouncing down on her toes
Uh uh uh vroom vroom uh uh vroom vroom
PK you hell send me to jail fore I tell
I hate to argue lil bitch get the fuck up outta my face yeah
I call up brada lil Rozay photoshoot or fade yeah
Didn't wanna see on her on a Friday now im fake now
Tryna stack my money taller than Yao Ming Laker Brow
Shawty cant come over again because she keep leaving her bra
Her boyfriend done blocked me again because I done seen what he aint saw
I unlock the key to her brain
My dick is the key to her jaw
I said I'm sorry Mona Lisa because I got paint on ya wall
I got so many damn bitches in Houston I can make em play small ball
No I'm not social get the fuck up out MySpace
Her favorite thing bout me is my lips or my Colgate
These pockets they fat like a book watch me throw these racks up in yo face
When she off of that percocet pill she gone fuck me like RIP Nipsey race
I beat his ass up now he shook I been lifting his bitch like some weights
When she off of that percocet pill she gone fuck me like RIP Nipsey race
I beat his ass up now he shook I been lifting his bitch like some weights
When she off of that percocet pill she gone fuck me like RIP Nipsey race
I beat his ass up now he shook I been lifting his bitch like some weights
Supa Seven Bitch
No I'm not social get the fuck up out MySpace
Her favorite thing bout me is my lips or my Colgates
These pockets they fat like a book watch me throw these racks up in yo face
When she off of that percocet pill she gone fuck me like RIP Nipsey race
I beat his ass up now he shook I been lifting his bitch like some weights
He got a glock but he wont shoot that investment gone turn to a waste
I got my dope up in her titty we driving across the state
And please do not ask me to hotbox if you drive around in a vase
Tried to lie on my name
I am not liking it
Spike my drink with perc or vicodin
I cannot kick no karate chopping it
Roll me extendo extendo its long as a limo
Get out the whip smelling lit lit
She wanna suck it again told her gimme momento
Told her holdup lil bitch I got limp dick
You is not Megan lil hoe, titanic the boat well fuck it me and henny meet at yo throat
Supa seven PGC thats the cult
Thats the same face when you see me pull up in that ghost
My bitch the only one that should be doing the most
Just cause you got no bread dont mean you cant get yo ass toast
She ride like a moped when she bouncing down on her toes
Uh uh uh vroom vroom uh uh vroom vroom
PK you hell send me to jail fore I tell
I hate to argue lil bitch get the fuck up outta my face yeah
I call up brada lil Rozay photoshoot or fade yeah
Didn't wanna see on her on a Friday now im fake now
Tryna stack my money taller than Yao Ming Laker Brow
Shawty cant come over again because she keep leaving her bra
Her boyfriend done blocked me again because I done seen what he aint saw
I unlock the key to her brain
My dick is the key to her jaw
I said I'm sorry Mona Lisa because I got paint on ya wall
I got so many damn bitches in Houston I can make em play small ball
No I'm not social get the fuck up out MySpace
Her favorite thing bout me is my lips or my Colgate
These pockets they fat like a book watch me throw these racks up in yo face
When she off of that percocet pill she gone fuck me like RIP Nipsey race
I beat his ass up now he shook I been lifting his bitch like some weights
When she off of that percocet pill she gone fuck me like RIP Nipsey race
I beat his ass up now he shook I been lifting his bitch like some weights
When she off of that percocet pill she gone fuck me like RIP Nipsey race
I beat his ass up now he shook I been lifting his bitch like some weights
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Writer(s): Pierre Flowers
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