Venice
I mix the X with the boot up (boot up)
I mix the Wock' with the Tris (tris, tris)
Big booty bitch, she gon' toot up (toot up)
Bend over, taking the dick
Might take her out to Aruba (Aruba)
Might take her out to Venice (ayy, ayy)
Toolie take off your medula (ayy)
Blow you, and give you a kiss (mwah)
Blowin' it down, I be smokin on— (whew)
Smokin' your dead, that boy restin' in piss (ye', oh, yeah)
I'm rockin' Gucci, you puttin' on Puma (yeah, yeah)
Cut that bitch off, tryna get in the mix (yuh, yeah)
Yo' bitch she mean, but my bitch a lil' ruder
I cut you off like I ain't even knew you (ain't even knew)
I make a Perc disappear like it's voodoo (oh)
My diamond icy, they colder than cooler (cooler, yeah, yuh)
Big booty bitch, she gon' suck it up (yeah)
I walk around with that stick
Feel like Amiri, 'cause baby, I'm rich (bae)
She sucked my dick, and you gave her a kiss
You is not gang, boy, you is not kin
These niggas lame and bitch, I'm him
Whole gang famous, we gon' win
All these bands, walk with a limp, uh
I just bought my bitch a bag (a bag), 'cause I can spend it on her (on her)
In that coupe, I'm going fast, big body Benz, I'ma skrrt (I'm going fast, uh-huh, huh, huh)
He talkin' down on the gang (yeah), I turn your mans into merch (yeah)
They ask me why I love flexin' (flexin'), 'cause bitch, I got it out the dirt
I cannot mess with these hoes, yeah
I don't know if you want lust, yeah
I just keep mixing these drugs, but
They got me right on my ass, cous'
I mix the X with the boot up (boot up)
I mix the Wock' with the Tris (tris, tris)
Big booty bitch, she gon' toot up (toot up)
Bend over, taking the dick
Might take her out to Aruba (Aruba)
Might take her out to Venice (ayy, ayy)
Toolie take off your medula (ayy)
Blow you, and give you a kiss (mwah)
Blowin' it down, I be smokin on— (whew)
Smokin' your dead, that boy restin' in piss (ye', oh, yeah)
I'm rockin' Gucci, you puttin' on Puma (yeah, yeah)
Cut that bitch off, tryna get in the mix (yuh, yeah)
Yo' bitch she mean, but my bitch a lil' ruder
I cut you off like I ain't even knew you (ain't even knew)
I make a Perc disappear like it's voodoo (oh)
My diamond icy, they colder than cooler (cooler, yeah, yuh)
I mix the Wock' with the Tris (tris, tris)
Big booty bitch, she gon' toot up (toot up)
Bend over, taking the dick
Might take her out to Aruba (Aruba)
Might take her out to Venice (ayy, ayy)
Toolie take off your medula (ayy)
Blow you, and give you a kiss (mwah)
Blowin' it down, I be smokin on— (whew)
Smokin' your dead, that boy restin' in piss (ye', oh, yeah)
I'm rockin' Gucci, you puttin' on Puma (yeah, yeah)
Cut that bitch off, tryna get in the mix (yuh, yeah)
Yo' bitch she mean, but my bitch a lil' ruder
I cut you off like I ain't even knew you (ain't even knew)
I make a Perc disappear like it's voodoo (oh)
My diamond icy, they colder than cooler (cooler, yeah, yuh)
Big booty bitch, she gon' suck it up (yeah)
I walk around with that stick
Feel like Amiri, 'cause baby, I'm rich (bae)
She sucked my dick, and you gave her a kiss
You is not gang, boy, you is not kin
These niggas lame and bitch, I'm him
Whole gang famous, we gon' win
All these bands, walk with a limp, uh
I just bought my bitch a bag (a bag), 'cause I can spend it on her (on her)
In that coupe, I'm going fast, big body Benz, I'ma skrrt (I'm going fast, uh-huh, huh, huh)
He talkin' down on the gang (yeah), I turn your mans into merch (yeah)
They ask me why I love flexin' (flexin'), 'cause bitch, I got it out the dirt
I cannot mess with these hoes, yeah
I don't know if you want lust, yeah
I just keep mixing these drugs, but
They got me right on my ass, cous'
I mix the X with the boot up (boot up)
I mix the Wock' with the Tris (tris, tris)
Big booty bitch, she gon' toot up (toot up)
Bend over, taking the dick
Might take her out to Aruba (Aruba)
Might take her out to Venice (ayy, ayy)
Toolie take off your medula (ayy)
Blow you, and give you a kiss (mwah)
Blowin' it down, I be smokin on— (whew)
Smokin' your dead, that boy restin' in piss (ye', oh, yeah)
I'm rockin' Gucci, you puttin' on Puma (yeah, yeah)
Cut that bitch off, tryna get in the mix (yuh, yeah)
Yo' bitch she mean, but my bitch a lil' ruder
I cut you off like I ain't even knew you (ain't even knew)
I make a Perc disappear like it's voodoo (oh)
My diamond icy, they colder than cooler (cooler, yeah, yuh)
Credits
Writer(s): Nikita Koenig, Alexander Rembe, Elijah Policard
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