Hieroglyph (feat. Caughy & Thuggish Buddha) [REMIX]
Fuck her till she catatonic
We ain't keep it platonic
In my pocket I keep a rocket
Yeet that boy we might socket
Fuck with the kid we gonna bop it
Production by Caughy
We walked up in to party
We takin all the shorties
I fucked on a Barbie
Said fuck that dude Ken
We neva fold neva bend
And my bro got out the pen
Yea big Pizza known to spend some money on a punta
Sent those bullets straight through his medulla
Counting up cheddar nah talkin gouda
Gold in my mouth don't talk to my jeweler
I beat on her pussy she say I'm a bully
Actin like biff I won't smoke spiffs
Nutted all on her chin cleft
It look like a Hieroglyph
You stay switchin sides like Nintendo
When we walk in da club betta hold me gun ho
Shot him in the eye shit went pop though
Yea i stay stacking cash like a dad hoe
Every mf around me always on go
We all stay sippin on some fours though
Wait till we have to pop out that four door
They always in the kitchen like Pedro
I just wanna fuck on that bitch like YEA
I just wanna put it in he gut like YEA
I just tryina fuck it on the hood like YEA
YEA YEA YEA AYE
I prefer a cream soda or a fucking juice
Ima fuck that bitch then Ima turn her loose
Ima play that butch like a flute or kazoo
That's how I do $2000 shoes
All my shooters gonna shoot
Dodging cops like WOO
We got extended dicks with the beam on em
We been drinkin Wocks you cant lean on me
Ima pop a xanny at your funeral
Knocking bitch down like some Domino's
I can keep it going Pizza lemme know
I had to take his bitch like an order though
Black and white stitching like an Oreo
Oh my God
Drawing conclusions like an animator
You make shit up fabricator
Serving fiends from the Pote to Decatur
Just tryina stack up my cheddar
Fucked on yo bitch and I got her wetter
Yea I stay drip in a vintage sweater
Fucked a bitch from Peachtree City
And I put all my meat in her kitty
Then I had to kick the bitch out
But first put this in ya Meowth
Hey hoe gotta go run my route
We ain't keep it platonic
In my pocket I keep a rocket
Yeet that boy we might socket
Fuck with the kid we gonna bop it
Production by Caughy
We walked up in to party
We takin all the shorties
I fucked on a Barbie
Said fuck that dude Ken
We neva fold neva bend
And my bro got out the pen
Yea big Pizza known to spend some money on a punta
Sent those bullets straight through his medulla
Counting up cheddar nah talkin gouda
Gold in my mouth don't talk to my jeweler
I beat on her pussy she say I'm a bully
Actin like biff I won't smoke spiffs
Nutted all on her chin cleft
It look like a Hieroglyph
You stay switchin sides like Nintendo
When we walk in da club betta hold me gun ho
Shot him in the eye shit went pop though
Yea i stay stacking cash like a dad hoe
Every mf around me always on go
We all stay sippin on some fours though
Wait till we have to pop out that four door
They always in the kitchen like Pedro
I just wanna fuck on that bitch like YEA
I just wanna put it in he gut like YEA
I just tryina fuck it on the hood like YEA
YEA YEA YEA AYE
I prefer a cream soda or a fucking juice
Ima fuck that bitch then Ima turn her loose
Ima play that butch like a flute or kazoo
That's how I do $2000 shoes
All my shooters gonna shoot
Dodging cops like WOO
We got extended dicks with the beam on em
We been drinkin Wocks you cant lean on me
Ima pop a xanny at your funeral
Knocking bitch down like some Domino's
I can keep it going Pizza lemme know
I had to take his bitch like an order though
Black and white stitching like an Oreo
Oh my God
Drawing conclusions like an animator
You make shit up fabricator
Serving fiends from the Pote to Decatur
Just tryina stack up my cheddar
Fucked on yo bitch and I got her wetter
Yea I stay drip in a vintage sweater
Fucked a bitch from Peachtree City
And I put all my meat in her kitty
Then I had to kick the bitch out
But first put this in ya Meowth
Hey hoe gotta go run my route
Credits
Writer(s): Cameron Newell
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