The SPOT (feat. Mercibleu)
Hop in the spot and you know what it is
Bombay menace you know what I sip
Two tone drip gotta shine on a bitch
Hop in the spot you know what it is
Hit that bitch and then I gotta dip
Two tone drip gotta flex on a simp
Rose gold, white gold wrapped on my wrist
Hop in the spot you know what it is
Grey Goose (yea)
Keeps em loose
Yea she fuck it up
You can't see me
But believe I'm fucked up keep on rollin up
All day, same spot
She ride me she don't slow down
Wind up on a pole
She got issues but she freaky huh
Real niggas boss up
Get your hilfigers up
Need a good girl lut uh
Finish runner up
She bouncin' like it's double dutch
Nothing you can say to us
My verbal ak spray too much
Hop in the spot and you know what it is
Bombay menace you know what I sip
Two tone drip gotta shine on a bitch
Hop in the spot you know what it is
Hit that bitch and then I gotta dip
Two tone drip gotta flex on a simp
Rose gold, white gold wrapped on my wrist
Hop in the spot you know what it is
Pushing never shove
Nigga always in control
Could smoke a half a bowl
And beat it up until she fold
Like baby what's the G.O
Yeah we in the green like Cee-Lo
And she hot like jalapeño
How bout we dip on my signal
How bout less lip and more weed (Uh)
I got the bag
Keys in ignition
I skrrt of you mad
Hold my position
And never go back
Bombay menace you know what I sip
Two tone drip gotta shine on a bitch
Hop in the spot you know what it is
Hit that bitch and then I gotta dip
Two tone drip gotta flex on a simp
Rose gold, white gold wrapped on my wrist
Hop in the spot you know what it is
Grey Goose (yea)
Keeps em loose
Yea she fuck it up
You can't see me
But believe I'm fucked up keep on rollin up
All day, same spot
She ride me she don't slow down
Wind up on a pole
She got issues but she freaky huh
Real niggas boss up
Get your hilfigers up
Need a good girl lut uh
Finish runner up
She bouncin' like it's double dutch
Nothing you can say to us
My verbal ak spray too much
Hop in the spot and you know what it is
Bombay menace you know what I sip
Two tone drip gotta shine on a bitch
Hop in the spot you know what it is
Hit that bitch and then I gotta dip
Two tone drip gotta flex on a simp
Rose gold, white gold wrapped on my wrist
Hop in the spot you know what it is
Pushing never shove
Nigga always in control
Could smoke a half a bowl
And beat it up until she fold
Like baby what's the G.O
Yeah we in the green like Cee-Lo
And she hot like jalapeño
How bout we dip on my signal
How bout less lip and more weed (Uh)
I got the bag
Keys in ignition
I skrrt of you mad
Hold my position
And never go back
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Writer(s): N. Carabott
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