Remote
Whoa,Whoa
You a snitch
You a bitch
You a pussy
You a hoe
Ole dog ass trick
Trying to fuck me on the low
Can't control these holes like no remote nigga
(Yeah)
Every time you see me I'm a glow (Yeah)
She just want to fuck me she on go (Yeah)
I just want that money I'm on go
You better not run up on me dummy
I'm a let it go (Yeah)
I'm just trying to run these bands up
And put my man's on
I just had to stay consistent just to put my fam on
They be looking it me wrong
Like hit why you ain't put me on
But I been out here in these streets
You see this shit run in my bones
I don't give a fuck about no ho
I probably lose her
If she's talking about spending time
Nigga I'll probably lose her
If she's talking about spending these dimes
Nigga I'll probably lose her
If that little bitch give me that pussy
Nigga you gone lose her
Never been a chooser
Ice look like a cooler
She just want to suck it till it bust
And make it ooze out
You fuck niggas gone lose out
I just coped another trap
3.5 for the 25$
Bust it down
We gotta get them hoes out
Can't fall off
Been on for a while
Nigga wanna clone
And jock my style
I get in this booth
And I run my mouth
Gotta stay strapped up
We be active
I can't smash
If she ain't no actress
I hit a lick
Put that shit in a mattress
We get a zip
Put that shit in a pot
We got them boes
We be serving them zas
I put in work
Nigga I'm on the clock
I'm posting up
Serve that work at tha fox
Come get this zotic
Come get these narcotics
You wanted it
You know in route
I keep me in a baby
I'm pushing it out
We was posted up
At the stop sign
Nigga by tha light poles
We ain't got them sticks no mo
We running a round with them light poles
Fuck around with that money
Get shot in your lipo
Little bitch she so thick
She ain't got no lipo
Better not kiss that little bitch
Until that little bitch go and goggle
Cuz that little bitch gone eat that dick
She like to swallow
I tell her get on ya knees
She say what you need
I say suck it please
I control these hoes
Like remote controls
I got flyer hoes
I got bougie hoes
I got flyer clothes
I got flyer cars
I got exotic pops
I got melodic bars
I smoke exotic kush
I drive exotic cars
I serve a lotta drugs
But I can't fuck with narcs
I'm a fucking star
She want to fuck a star
I blow that supercharger
Serve out the burglary bars
It ain't no falling back
I just keep grinding harder
Trying to run me up a sack
Gotta stack these stacks up larger
I am smoking
I'm thinking harder
If the bitch got bank she a starter
If the bitch don't suck she benched
You can't control these hoes
I threw away my remotes
Got to keep that burner close
Got to keep my enemies closer
I get this money just like I'm supposed
I get this shit for the low
I got a plug on tha blow
That shit be whither than snow
I got a plug on exotic
I'm a go get some profit
That's one thing about it
She just gone gave me that top for sho
I'm just gone to serve that block on go
Nigga you better uncuff tha ho
I told you I control these hoes
I control these hoes
Like remote controls
I got flyer hoes
I got bougie hoes
I got flyer your clothes
I got flyer cars
I got exotic pops
I got melodic bars
I smoke exotic kush
I drive exotic cars
I serve a lotta drugs
But I can't fuck with narc
I Control these hoes
Like remote controls
I got flyer your clothes
I got flyer cars
I got exotic pops
I got melodic bars
I smoke exotic kush
I drive exotic cars
I serve a lotta drugs
But I can't fuck with narc
You a snitch
You a bitch
You a pussy
You a hoe
Ole dog ass trick
Trying to fuck me on the low
Can't control these holes like no remote nigga
(Yeah)
Every time you see me I'm a glow (Yeah)
She just want to fuck me she on go (Yeah)
I just want that money I'm on go
You better not run up on me dummy
I'm a let it go (Yeah)
I'm just trying to run these bands up
And put my man's on
I just had to stay consistent just to put my fam on
They be looking it me wrong
Like hit why you ain't put me on
But I been out here in these streets
You see this shit run in my bones
I don't give a fuck about no ho
I probably lose her
If she's talking about spending time
Nigga I'll probably lose her
If she's talking about spending these dimes
Nigga I'll probably lose her
If that little bitch give me that pussy
Nigga you gone lose her
Never been a chooser
Ice look like a cooler
She just want to suck it till it bust
And make it ooze out
You fuck niggas gone lose out
I just coped another trap
3.5 for the 25$
Bust it down
We gotta get them hoes out
Can't fall off
Been on for a while
Nigga wanna clone
And jock my style
I get in this booth
And I run my mouth
Gotta stay strapped up
We be active
I can't smash
If she ain't no actress
I hit a lick
Put that shit in a mattress
We get a zip
Put that shit in a pot
We got them boes
We be serving them zas
I put in work
Nigga I'm on the clock
I'm posting up
Serve that work at tha fox
Come get this zotic
Come get these narcotics
You wanted it
You know in route
I keep me in a baby
I'm pushing it out
We was posted up
At the stop sign
Nigga by tha light poles
We ain't got them sticks no mo
We running a round with them light poles
Fuck around with that money
Get shot in your lipo
Little bitch she so thick
She ain't got no lipo
Better not kiss that little bitch
Until that little bitch go and goggle
Cuz that little bitch gone eat that dick
She like to swallow
I tell her get on ya knees
She say what you need
I say suck it please
I control these hoes
Like remote controls
I got flyer hoes
I got bougie hoes
I got flyer clothes
I got flyer cars
I got exotic pops
I got melodic bars
I smoke exotic kush
I drive exotic cars
I serve a lotta drugs
But I can't fuck with narcs
I'm a fucking star
She want to fuck a star
I blow that supercharger
Serve out the burglary bars
It ain't no falling back
I just keep grinding harder
Trying to run me up a sack
Gotta stack these stacks up larger
I am smoking
I'm thinking harder
If the bitch got bank she a starter
If the bitch don't suck she benched
You can't control these hoes
I threw away my remotes
Got to keep that burner close
Got to keep my enemies closer
I get this money just like I'm supposed
I get this shit for the low
I got a plug on tha blow
That shit be whither than snow
I got a plug on exotic
I'm a go get some profit
That's one thing about it
She just gone gave me that top for sho
I'm just gone to serve that block on go
Nigga you better uncuff tha ho
I told you I control these hoes
I control these hoes
Like remote controls
I got flyer hoes
I got bougie hoes
I got flyer your clothes
I got flyer cars
I got exotic pops
I got melodic bars
I smoke exotic kush
I drive exotic cars
I serve a lotta drugs
But I can't fuck with narc
I Control these hoes
Like remote controls
I got flyer your clothes
I got flyer cars
I got exotic pops
I got melodic bars
I smoke exotic kush
I drive exotic cars
I serve a lotta drugs
But I can't fuck with narc
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Writer(s): Delvin Sander
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