Sex On Beach (feat. Verano)

Pour up pour up pour up pour up
We having sex on the beach (Uh huh)
I pull a jet in the streets (Uh huh)
D. Wade I ride with the heat (Heat)

Count up count up count up count up, she count that s*** after I beat
Don't be spilling weed in my seats

Uh ooooh
(Turn it up H)

Pour up pour up pour up pour up
We having sex on the beach (Yeah)
I pull a jet in the streets (Uh huh)
D. Wade I ride with the heat (Heat)

Count up count up count up count up, she count that s*** after I beat
Don't be spilling weed in my seats
All red at the bottom of my feet

Yeah, I ride with the poll
have that s*** like it's stolen
You f*** wit' me n**** get caught
Like Ebola, exotic my odor
I'm nasty I'm vulgar, she wanna have kids, but she swallowing kids
Baby girl you bipolar
And I put the team on my shoulders
Cause I think my back is f***** up
I promise that ain't no b**** f******
Me over, and that is on God

She all over me, she smoking the weed, she want a Minaj
She so proud of me
I been working hard, I get a massage
(Get a massage)
I only receive, I'm rollin a leave
I'm talking to God
We the only ones and y'all can't tell me, making bangers locked in
Like we in a celly
Uh, imma make her eat it like
A piccadilly, I be going going in in
In her belly, watching money fall down like it's confetti
Man these racks coming in
Had to call the telly

Mobile this, mobile that
Brinx truck, money truck
Make a toast to this
Boast to this
So much bread, don't need a toaster
Got the holster, if a fashion
If they want it, then we packin
It's so much chip, we Jerry stackin
H*** get cameras, cause they actin'
This how we feeling today
I wear Nike fives, I'm rollin woods
And then I sit it on her booty
Let's make a milly to this

Yeah
Woah
Pour up pour up pour up pour up
We having sex on the beach (Yeah)
I pull a jet in the streets (Uh huh) (Uh uh huh)
D. Wade I ride with the heat (Heat)

Count up count up count up count up, she count that s*** after I beat
Don't be spilling weed in my seats
All red at the bottom of my feet

Beatin' the cat, and she smoking
On Doja, p**** lips red
But she black, Coca Cola
A n**** took over, had to drink out a h**, I don't want her no more
Told her I had pneumonia

We carry the load, we stick to the code ice cold like a polar
She call me baby like I'm in a stroller
Bout to wake these n***** like they
Drinking on Folgers (Drinking on Folgers Folgers)



Credits
Writer(s): Quaveien Thomas
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