Cpatain Kirk

Sipping purp Captain Kirk spilt that Lean all on my shirt your bitch a flirt
In my vert she hop in and pop a perc
Sipping purp Captain Kirk spilt that Lean all on my shirt your bitch a flirt
She a bird line you up for all your work

Phil Jack with the rings nigga
Weezy baby with the lean nigga
New scope with the beam nigga
Your main bitch is my fling nigga
Wu tang clan with the cream nigga Two hoes double team nigga
Double Dutch cups doubled up
Two hoes getting double stuffed
I'm throwing dick in her spleen nigga Dirty money counting
But I'm clean Nigga clips on limousine nigga
Make him scream nigga
Halloween nigga
Pull up with a chopper like it's black Ops
Hit him in the head with a bank shot Bitch i'm in the field you're a Mascot
Put my wrist inside the bowl and I can whip a jackpot
Bitch I'm coming down
On them fours tip tipping slow
Pour another four sip it slow
Til I overdose
Comatose roll Another O me and all my woes
Bitch I'm in the O repping gold til the Casket close

Sipping purp Captain Kirk spilt that Lean all on my shirt your bitch a flirt
In my vert she hop in and pop a perc Sipping purp Captain Kirk spilt
That Lean all on my shirt your bitch a flirt She a bird line you up for all your Work

All these city bitches really silly bitches I can't kick it with them
They can't even take no criticism
When I kick it with them Ima hit it while you living with her
All these niggas bitches I can see right though their feminism
If you get offended it won't really even make a difference niggas acting different ima Hang a nigga like a pendant
If a nigga dissing Ima turn it to a demolition kill a opposition
I don't really see no competition don't talk
I listen Benjamin frank on me crippin' I'll split your head
Like decisions promise you don't want collisions my grandma a pastor
So you cannot cross the religion
Forgiatos on the corner I'm peeling light up the L
Then it's right back to winning chasing money give a fuck bout these bitches
They in the feelings give a fuck how they feeling no I don't want your hoes
I'm tryna go triple quadruple my dough pop my trunk and swing my door
She on her knees but she ain't purpose niggas is hoes and they get exposed
No matter the hand I was dealt I don't fold write on my casket bitch I'm repping gold

Sipping purp Captain Kirk spilt that lean all on my shirt your bitch a flirt
In my vert she hop in and pop a perc
Sipping purp Captain Kirk spilt that lean all on my shirt your bitch a flirt
She a bird line you up for all your work



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Writer(s): Darin Norwood
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