Lullaby
Swipper turn rapper the money I flip
Drop a bag on my clothes 5 figure the drip
Her booty got meat and her pussy got grip
I do not need your feature I'm fully equipped
I got the sauce and these hoes wanna dip
I make a Profit off my finger tips
We Get the files and then we unzip
I Fill up my stomach the dishes I skip
I Got a gang of hoes and they all my spies
Riding with your girl hands her thighs
Pipe a bitch down make her touch the sky
Fuck your girl to sleep like a lullaby
The rap shit a business I gotta expand
I do what I want u do what you can
I get paid and call spirits its part of my brand
Run up a B$ Like Obama we can
Kompa and zouk only time that I dance
I call the shot and they move on command
We the black table 3 fingers my gang
Before you build you must purchase the land
Way before corona kept my distance from you niggas
Every time I need a challenge I go find myself a mirror
We stayed down stuck to the plan I came up quick the taste is bitter
Bitch I'm on a money diet Bred for Breakfast lunch and dinner
I Got a gang of hoes and they all my spies
Riding with your girl hands her thighs
Pipe a bitch down make her touch the sky
Fuck your girl to sleep like a lullaby
I Got a gang of hoes and they all my spies
Riding with your girl hands her thighs
Pipe a bitch down make her touch the sky
Fuck your girl to sleep like a lullaby
Drop a bag on my clothes 5 figure the drip
Her booty got meat and her pussy got grip
I do not need your feature I'm fully equipped
I got the sauce and these hoes wanna dip
I make a Profit off my finger tips
We Get the files and then we unzip
I Fill up my stomach the dishes I skip
I Got a gang of hoes and they all my spies
Riding with your girl hands her thighs
Pipe a bitch down make her touch the sky
Fuck your girl to sleep like a lullaby
The rap shit a business I gotta expand
I do what I want u do what you can
I get paid and call spirits its part of my brand
Run up a B$ Like Obama we can
Kompa and zouk only time that I dance
I call the shot and they move on command
We the black table 3 fingers my gang
Before you build you must purchase the land
Way before corona kept my distance from you niggas
Every time I need a challenge I go find myself a mirror
We stayed down stuck to the plan I came up quick the taste is bitter
Bitch I'm on a money diet Bred for Breakfast lunch and dinner
I Got a gang of hoes and they all my spies
Riding with your girl hands her thighs
Pipe a bitch down make her touch the sky
Fuck your girl to sleep like a lullaby
I Got a gang of hoes and they all my spies
Riding with your girl hands her thighs
Pipe a bitch down make her touch the sky
Fuck your girl to sleep like a lullaby
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Writer(s): Fritz Clerveaux
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