Liquidity
I'm like a scuba see money I dive
Bitch I got stars I ain't talking bout five
Hoe text IG better end it with live
That beat was dead but my lyrics revive
Don't do this for Fun got 99 reasons
Vision in my head but I'm not dreaming
Rub my hands like it's cold but I'm scheming
My eyes red you could tell I'm a demon
Got gas in my veins just call me propane
Play with your bitch pussy like it's a game
Like I'm at the club I make that shit rain
Nigga taking L's like it was a lane
Must work at progressive bitch I got flow
Get out the trap disappear in a ghost
Boy not even gang that's cap in his post
Kick that boy out like a PS4 host
Chopping my cheese like I'm at the deli
Split it with my slimes yeah free that boy melly
Fed that bitch yeah i put dick in her belly
She taste so good and it feel like some jelly
Boy want beef turn his brain to spaghetti
Said c'mon and play better press ready
Feel like I'm uzi all my friends is deady
Smoking that stank my breath kinda smelly
Lyrics liquidity got double meanings
Flow like water but my bars be steaming
Like a star once I'm lit bitch I'm beaming
Like a star once I'm lit bitch I'm beaming
Up in the lab like I was a chemist
Rearrange his teeth but ain't a dentist
When my net worth ten bill this rap shit finished
But I aim for the sky it ain't a limit
I'm fucking your bitch y'all niggas some kids
Doing shit little I'm doing shit big
Happy smoking weed y'all stressed smoking cigs
Don't play tug-a-war I'm pulling the trig
I stay balling like my last name Porter
Keep a bag on my back like I'm Dora
Cruising through hoods but ain't no explorer
We jumping you like we jumping the border
I'm like a scuba see money I dive
Bitch I got stars I ain't talking bout five
Hoe text IG better end it with live
That beat was dead but my lyrics revive
Don't do this for Fun got 99 reasons
Vision in my head but I'm not dreaming
Rub my hands like it's cold but I'm scheming
My eyes red you could tell I'm a demon
I'm like a scuba see money I dive
Bitch I got stars I ain't talking bout five
Hoe text IG better end it with live
That beat was dead but my lyrics revive
Don't do this for Fun got 99 reasons
Vision in my head but I'm not dreaming
Rub my hands like it's cold but I'm scheming
My eyes red you could tell I'm a demon
Call her my clothes she all on my body
Sucking my dick everyday like a hobby
Love riding me like a Maserati
Tell her rake it up like my name yo gotti
Stealing from stores no bitch put the cash in
Walk the fuck out like it never happened
Do it again hope they don't start blasting
If we get caught we running we dashing
Made a couple of sins I had to survive
Never got too wrapped up like a damn tie
Knew if I did I'd be ready to die
Snakes be greedy for your piece of the pie
Said I'd make it out speak into existence
Deep in my thoughts like I'm reminiscing
Play with my fam I ain't even dissing
Ending your ass like a finished a sentence
I'm like a scuba see money I dive
Bitch I got stars I ain't talking bout five
Hoe text IG better end it with live
That beat was dead but my lyrics revive
Don't do this for Fun got 99 reasons
Vision in my head but I'm not dreaming
Rub my hands like it's cold but I'm scheming
My eyes red you could tell I'm a demon
Bitch I got stars I ain't talking bout five
Hoe text IG better end it with live
That beat was dead but my lyrics revive
Don't do this for Fun got 99 reasons
Vision in my head but I'm not dreaming
Rub my hands like it's cold but I'm scheming
My eyes red you could tell I'm a demon
Got gas in my veins just call me propane
Play with your bitch pussy like it's a game
Like I'm at the club I make that shit rain
Nigga taking L's like it was a lane
Must work at progressive bitch I got flow
Get out the trap disappear in a ghost
Boy not even gang that's cap in his post
Kick that boy out like a PS4 host
Chopping my cheese like I'm at the deli
Split it with my slimes yeah free that boy melly
Fed that bitch yeah i put dick in her belly
She taste so good and it feel like some jelly
Boy want beef turn his brain to spaghetti
Said c'mon and play better press ready
Feel like I'm uzi all my friends is deady
Smoking that stank my breath kinda smelly
Lyrics liquidity got double meanings
Flow like water but my bars be steaming
Like a star once I'm lit bitch I'm beaming
Like a star once I'm lit bitch I'm beaming
Up in the lab like I was a chemist
Rearrange his teeth but ain't a dentist
When my net worth ten bill this rap shit finished
But I aim for the sky it ain't a limit
I'm fucking your bitch y'all niggas some kids
Doing shit little I'm doing shit big
Happy smoking weed y'all stressed smoking cigs
Don't play tug-a-war I'm pulling the trig
I stay balling like my last name Porter
Keep a bag on my back like I'm Dora
Cruising through hoods but ain't no explorer
We jumping you like we jumping the border
I'm like a scuba see money I dive
Bitch I got stars I ain't talking bout five
Hoe text IG better end it with live
That beat was dead but my lyrics revive
Don't do this for Fun got 99 reasons
Vision in my head but I'm not dreaming
Rub my hands like it's cold but I'm scheming
My eyes red you could tell I'm a demon
I'm like a scuba see money I dive
Bitch I got stars I ain't talking bout five
Hoe text IG better end it with live
That beat was dead but my lyrics revive
Don't do this for Fun got 99 reasons
Vision in my head but I'm not dreaming
Rub my hands like it's cold but I'm scheming
My eyes red you could tell I'm a demon
Call her my clothes she all on my body
Sucking my dick everyday like a hobby
Love riding me like a Maserati
Tell her rake it up like my name yo gotti
Stealing from stores no bitch put the cash in
Walk the fuck out like it never happened
Do it again hope they don't start blasting
If we get caught we running we dashing
Made a couple of sins I had to survive
Never got too wrapped up like a damn tie
Knew if I did I'd be ready to die
Snakes be greedy for your piece of the pie
Said I'd make it out speak into existence
Deep in my thoughts like I'm reminiscing
Play with my fam I ain't even dissing
Ending your ass like a finished a sentence
I'm like a scuba see money I dive
Bitch I got stars I ain't talking bout five
Hoe text IG better end it with live
That beat was dead but my lyrics revive
Don't do this for Fun got 99 reasons
Vision in my head but I'm not dreaming
Rub my hands like it's cold but I'm scheming
My eyes red you could tell I'm a demon
Credits
Writer(s): Jeremiah Charles
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