Disappear
You slayed this one
White lighter on my dresser
Poppin' these pills make my life better
Chopper quiet, sound like a Tesla
She get violent, don't wanna test her
Smokin' exotic, smell like freshener (Yeah)
She got mileage, look like Miley (Woah)
She got a body (Woah) off of this molly (Woah)
She wanna ride it, I get excited (Woah)
I-I got some Prada, it's on my wallet
I got VVs, they in my еar (Ear)
She want some CCs, she want it clеar (Yeah)
I hit it one time, I disappear
Rockin' designer, I flew in private
I got a problem, I gotta solve it
Niggas be talkin', niggas be cappin'
Niggas be lyin', they ain't about it
Shawty so ratchet, that's how I like it
She wanna eat me, she wanna bite it
I wouldn't hide it, I wouldn't fight it
Wouldn't advise it, I won't deny it, yeah
I don't even care if they real sisters, I wanna fuck the both of 'em
I can't show my real feelings unless I see you show somethin'
You should tell me if you need me, how in the hell will I know somethin'?
I'm in my feelings doin' a hundred, I can't even see that road comin'
White lighter on my dresser
Poppin' these pills make my life better
Chopper quiet, sound like a Tesla
She get violent, don't wanna test her
Smokin' exotic, smell like freshener (Yeah)
She got mileage, look like Miley (Woah)
She got a body (Woah) off of this molly (Woah)
She wanna ride it, I get excited (Woah)
I-I got some Prada, it's on my wallet
I got VVs, they in my ear (Ear)
She want some CCs, she want it clear (Yeah)
I hit it one time, I disappear
White lighter on my dresser
Poppin' these pills make my life better
Chopper quiet, sound like a Tesla
She get violent, don't wanna test her
Smokin' exotic, smell like freshener (Yeah)
She got mileage, look like Miley (Woah)
She got a body (Woah) off of this molly (Woah)
She wanna ride it, I get excited (Woah)
I-I got some Prada, it's on my wallet
I got VVs, they in my еar (Ear)
She want some CCs, she want it clеar (Yeah)
I hit it one time, I disappear
Rockin' designer, I flew in private
I got a problem, I gotta solve it
Niggas be talkin', niggas be cappin'
Niggas be lyin', they ain't about it
Shawty so ratchet, that's how I like it
She wanna eat me, she wanna bite it
I wouldn't hide it, I wouldn't fight it
Wouldn't advise it, I won't deny it, yeah
I don't even care if they real sisters, I wanna fuck the both of 'em
I can't show my real feelings unless I see you show somethin'
You should tell me if you need me, how in the hell will I know somethin'?
I'm in my feelings doin' a hundred, I can't even see that road comin'
White lighter on my dresser
Poppin' these pills make my life better
Chopper quiet, sound like a Tesla
She get violent, don't wanna test her
Smokin' exotic, smell like freshener (Yeah)
She got mileage, look like Miley (Woah)
She got a body (Woah) off of this molly (Woah)
She wanna ride it, I get excited (Woah)
I-I got some Prada, it's on my wallet
I got VVs, they in my ear (Ear)
She want some CCs, she want it clear (Yeah)
I hit it one time, I disappear
Credits
Writer(s): Amir Benjamin
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