Popsicle (feat. Smoke DZA)

Smoking Loud while I ride in my foreign vehicle
Aye baby girl suck that dick like a popsicle
All my old hoes still texting me like Killa I miss you
It's the Rock like a rocket go off like a missile

She give me brain in the whip she give me brain in the whip
Aye
She give me brain in the whip she give me brain in the whip
She give her all she said I deserve the best
On the highway sipping azul swervin burning yes
2 Birds one stone I just caught two lics
I raised to be a boss that's why I act like this
I raised to be a boss and then I turned into it
She give me brain in the whip then she gave me brain in the whip

Smoking Loud while I ride in my foreign vehicle
Aye baby girl suck that dick like a popsicle
All my old hoes still texting me like Killa I miss you
It's the Rock like a rocket go off like a missile

Kushedgod bitch Uh
Getting head in the whip without crashing it
She swallow ash my spliff we follow back again
Hol up that shit make me want to sing like the dream
All on the scene Damn your body mean
Control I swear that box got a hold on me
When I'm in it how it hold on me mouth took the soul from me
I'm like oh lady you so wavy cut on throat baby she go crazy
Realist one strong weed full my lungs
1 am bout a hour out bet she still a come
Ridin out hop on top till she feel it's done
And how she chef up a meal you can feel the love
I think I'm still in love wake up still in her
Long strokes handy man work how I'm drilling her
She know I'm nothing like these niggas
I'm a real street nigga
Coming with the cannon from deep with it

Smoking Loud while I ride in my foreign vehicle
Aye baby girl suck that dick like a popsicle
All my old hoes still texting me like Killa I miss you
It's the Rock like a rocket go off like a missile

Uh yea I don't got the time for you fuck niggas
My shooters got Treys like they ready for lunch nigga
With a baddie she too real she do whatever I need
Riding around I'm still in a hood that's assassins creed
Diamonds shinning gleaming sun is hitting it
Pull up in foreigns when I'm whipping it
Living like a Prince Better respect me when I'm in this bitch
You know the name and amma kill this shit
We ain't genuine like leather pelle pelle
Got all kicks like Pelé we was trapping by the deli
Deliver like the mailman ain't shit you could tell me
Paper chasing tryna run down on a milli
She give me brain in the whip Dza say he got a chick do the same-thing
She was on it like a popsicle damn near gave her a brain freeze
She ask what it is to me I told her it's the lips for me
Whip creammm like ouuuu damn girl it's the tits for me
Aye

Smoking Loud while I ride in my foreign vehicle
Aye baby girl suck that dick like a popsicle
All my old hoes still texting me like Killa I miss you
It's the Rock like a rocket go off like a missile



Credits
Writer(s): Claymont Sancho
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