Pyrex Whippa

Pyrex whippa ima real go getta
Scream fuck twelve never baby the sitter
I shit on these niggas they clean out my litter
I really be icy I'm makin it blizzard
Pyrex whippa ima real go getta
Scream fuck twelve never baby the sitter
I shit on these niggas they clean out my litter
I really be icy I'm makin it blizzard

The work in the trap
We got a new bag
I keep me a gun
To shoot me a rat
Im hittin his head like really no cap
You fuck with these niggas
I give em no dap
They fuck with the thwelve
Them niggas is strapped
Im walkin my back
If im in the trap
He setting a trap
Its problems with that
A bullet my nigga
He swallowing that
Im whippin it up
Im bringin it back
I move it all out
Im bringing in racks
I go outta state im handlin that
My ice on my neck
Im fuckin wit that
I shit on these niggas
They aint liking that
I be in my lane
Run up and you cracked
You niggas be broke
Really tryna jack
Beefin wit broads
Actin like you that
You let one them niggas run up in ya trap
You know that my niggas came and told me that
I told em you famous for it no cap
I really be tom ford with the hat
The shades dress shirt wit the slacks
Im strapped up nigga wit the mack
Mc donald mac sauce drippin wet
Im flurry cause I blizzard on my neck

Pyrex whippa ima real go getta
Scream fuck twelve never baby the sitter
I shit on these niggas they clean out my litter
I really be icy im makin it blizzard
Pyrex whippa ima real go getta
Scream fuck twelve never baby the sitter
I shit on these niggas they clean out my litter
I really be icy im makin it blizzard

Pyrex whippa ima real go getta
Scream fuck twelve never baby the sitter
I shit on these niggas they clean out my litter
I really be icy im makin it blizzard
Pyrex whippa ima real go getta
Scream fuck twelve never baby the sitter
I shit on these niggas they clean out my litter
I really be icy im makin it blizzard

Talkin shit will get a bitch face beat
And I aint talkin maybeline hoe
Keep it on hush no scenes
When you see me I be getting to the money
Cant rock wit you bitches
Cause you hoes aint got no dreams
Real ass bitch push a fraud to the back
Hustle on go big racks big stacks
I aint stopping til im touchin a milli
I don't think they feel me
Red beam all black
I been wit the shits
So this shit aint new
I told you before
Its best you stay cool
Im too slick wit the tool
Givin niggas the blues
Its your choice you choose
Im on the winnin
You lose
Wipe me down im leakin
Told em to pick up the pieces
Nigga still down there eating
Im lurkin and creepin
Pockets im peepin
Throw a bitch a forty
They freakin
Im steppin on these bitches
Like hoe im here
Niggas on go put the weed in the air
Wit some getting money niggas
We don't have no cares
Put the dough on lock
We don't pay no fares
Icy like bur
Drip wit the fur
Wooo
These hoes aint fuckin wit her
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Writer(s): James Warren
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