Tulips

What the fuck's up bitch?
I don't do shit until I got a blunt lit
Then I just proceed to cause some destruction
She hit my phone trynna get into something
I beat that pussy with no interruptions
Like a volcano that pussy erupted
She gave me head gave that ho a concussion
Bitch I'm on some
If I roll the wood I don't pass shit
I'm on some if you don't pay you can't have shit
I ran it up and then I turned it to a passion
Man You niggas ain't even worth more than my ashes
I can only fuck if she's a savage
Put the fish-scale in her pussy she a catfish
Get the stuffing then I stuff it in the mattress
I think I still feel the acid from last year
She just wanna blow a bag at rumors
Shorty I'm a creator not a consumer
They tried to say I fell off but that's a rumor
And I know you wishing that Kami dropped this sooner
She say she a tutor she grabbin' on my ruler
Yea I sucked at math but I learned by counting this moolah
Used to have that Lex now I'm trynna cop that Supra
Just so I can hit them drifts while yo bitch do Kamasutra

How the fuck you die I thought you said you was a shooter
Can't choose how we go out I guess beggars can't be choosers
Shorty said she gonna ride but she snaked me like Medusa
Shit out here get real better use your medula
Stopped playing with hoes and now my pockets on rasputia
Trippin off that Lucy feel like I can see the future
Shorty want some love what the fuck I look like; Cupid?
Only thing I love is this blunt between these two lips
How the fuck you die I thought you said you was a shooter
Can't choose how we go out I guess beggars can't be choosers
Shorty said she gonna ride but she snaked me like Medusa
Shit out here get real better use your medula
Stopped playing with hoes and now my pockets on rasputia
Trippin off that Lucy feel like I can see the future
Shorty want some love what the fuck I look like; Cupid?
Only thing I love is this blunt between these two lips



Credits
Writer(s): Reyniel Tapia
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