STRAIGHT OUT THE GATE
Uh, what, aye, bitch
Why she textin' me, shorty next to me
Ain't no tellin' me, that you a better me
I'm in they headers she, all in my sweaters see
If you ain't bout that cheddar can you tell me why you pressin' me
She gon pogo on my dick and give me head
On the low low all my niggas gettin' bread
Hittin' stolos hope they make it back to bed
Pull up with them choppers niggas get used to that lead uh
I'm poppin' niggas out of options
Your lady on some hot shit
She thumbin' through my pockets
Girl stop it I'm steady talkin' my shit
My plug he need a socket
I hit 'em lemme cop this
Hit up a telli got niggas lookin' for deli
I'm on my way somethin' deadly
I know his bitch hella friendly
She takin' dick talking plenty
I'm taking pics cuz I'm trendy
My latest whip pushin' heavy
Niggas can't fuck with my penny
Heat up a plate how I'm servin' these niggas cold
Just copped a Drac cant be lackin' without a pole
She came in late yeah I told her to hit the road
You niggas fake wit no money just hella broke and it shows I'm on go
Got her slobbin' on my pole and she choke
Kick her right out of the door if she broke
Me and my niggas on the road but we ghost
Big bankrolls on the floor we do the most
A nigga never lackin' bread I keep the loaf
Bitch can get up out my bed she just a hoe
Hollow tips make bodies spread they missin' toes
Extended clip straight to the head I make it
Peter Pip- I picked a pipe up put it to your dome
Gave his life up Draco light up niggas on the floor
He a fighter in the night club he don't want the smoke
Ask me if I like her bitch I'm fuckin' on the road hoe
Why she textin' me
Shorty next to me
Ain't no tellin' me
That you a better me
I'm in they headers she
All in my sweaters see
If you ain't bout that cheddar can you tell me why you pressin' me
She gon' pogo on my dick and give me head
On the low low all my niggas gettin' bread
Hittin' stolos hope they make it back to bed
Pull up with them choppers niggas get used to that lead uh
Straight out the gate how a nigga never too late
I'm poppin' pills feelin' great shorty like to sit on my face
Now that I'm rollin' off ecstacy
Imma need shorty right next to me
Feelin' on somethin' she breastin' me
And I know that she gon give neck to me
I don't like those bitch niggas, fake hoes
Bankrolls, gun totes, big roll, fronto
Killin 'em I'm drillin' em these bitches never get enough
He feelin' tough we peel his muff he know he never wakin' up
I'm pickin' up this bitch she up the blick with us we fuck it up
In the mood how she sendin' hella nudes uh
Bought her food and I took her to the room uh
Quick screw then I kicked her out the stu uh
Smooth dude and yo shorty loose loose got damn
I'm feelin' the beat hittin' the sheet
Pull up and I'm ready to eat spittin' my heat
Roll up yo bitch feelin' my meat smokin' my weed
Kick her out the door when I skeet back to the street
She gon' pogo on my dick and give me, huh
She a hoe I'm slidin' down her chimney, huh
On the floor hit from the back I'm feelin', uh
Pick a door the front or back you leavin', bitch
Why she textin' me, shorty next to me
Ain't no tellin' me, that you a better me
I'm in they headers she, all in my sweaters see
If you ain't bout that cheddar can you tell me why you pressin' me
Why she textin' me, shorty next to me
Ain't no tellin' me, that you a better me
I'm in they headers she, all in my sweaters see
If you ain't bout that cheddar can you tell me why you pressin' me
She gon pogo on my dick and give me head
On the low low all my niggas gettin' bread
Hittin' stolos hope they make it back to bed
Pull up with them choppers niggas get used to that lead uh
I'm poppin' niggas out of options
Your lady on some hot shit
She thumbin' through my pockets
Girl stop it I'm steady talkin' my shit
My plug he need a socket
I hit 'em lemme cop this
Hit up a telli got niggas lookin' for deli
I'm on my way somethin' deadly
I know his bitch hella friendly
She takin' dick talking plenty
I'm taking pics cuz I'm trendy
My latest whip pushin' heavy
Niggas can't fuck with my penny
Heat up a plate how I'm servin' these niggas cold
Just copped a Drac cant be lackin' without a pole
She came in late yeah I told her to hit the road
You niggas fake wit no money just hella broke and it shows I'm on go
Got her slobbin' on my pole and she choke
Kick her right out of the door if she broke
Me and my niggas on the road but we ghost
Big bankrolls on the floor we do the most
A nigga never lackin' bread I keep the loaf
Bitch can get up out my bed she just a hoe
Hollow tips make bodies spread they missin' toes
Extended clip straight to the head I make it
Peter Pip- I picked a pipe up put it to your dome
Gave his life up Draco light up niggas on the floor
He a fighter in the night club he don't want the smoke
Ask me if I like her bitch I'm fuckin' on the road hoe
Why she textin' me
Shorty next to me
Ain't no tellin' me
That you a better me
I'm in they headers she
All in my sweaters see
If you ain't bout that cheddar can you tell me why you pressin' me
She gon' pogo on my dick and give me head
On the low low all my niggas gettin' bread
Hittin' stolos hope they make it back to bed
Pull up with them choppers niggas get used to that lead uh
Straight out the gate how a nigga never too late
I'm poppin' pills feelin' great shorty like to sit on my face
Now that I'm rollin' off ecstacy
Imma need shorty right next to me
Feelin' on somethin' she breastin' me
And I know that she gon give neck to me
I don't like those bitch niggas, fake hoes
Bankrolls, gun totes, big roll, fronto
Killin 'em I'm drillin' em these bitches never get enough
He feelin' tough we peel his muff he know he never wakin' up
I'm pickin' up this bitch she up the blick with us we fuck it up
In the mood how she sendin' hella nudes uh
Bought her food and I took her to the room uh
Quick screw then I kicked her out the stu uh
Smooth dude and yo shorty loose loose got damn
I'm feelin' the beat hittin' the sheet
Pull up and I'm ready to eat spittin' my heat
Roll up yo bitch feelin' my meat smokin' my weed
Kick her out the door when I skeet back to the street
She gon' pogo on my dick and give me, huh
She a hoe I'm slidin' down her chimney, huh
On the floor hit from the back I'm feelin', uh
Pick a door the front or back you leavin', bitch
Why she textin' me, shorty next to me
Ain't no tellin' me, that you a better me
I'm in they headers she, all in my sweaters see
If you ain't bout that cheddar can you tell me why you pressin' me
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Writer(s): Jelani Pinkston
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