Exotic

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Hopped in the whip and hit road road road went to go get some exotic
These niggas ain't touching a soul soul soul I keep that shit on my body
And no we ain't stopping for po po po they get the view from behind us
Niggas was talking bout wiping my nose when to go clean up they sinus
Made about fifteen hundred in a week, that still ain't enough for me
He tried to slide on my niggas for cheese but he got wet up for the free
You niggas hittin' off the backboard my tennis hittin' off the tee
She tried to lock a nigga down but she ain't wifey

Found out that you ain't gon' ride, I'll do this shit by my lonely
Broke off a piece of the pie then gave the rest to my homies
Found out you got twenty bodies but baby thats not what you told me
I saved the tears from my eyes and took it to bust down the rollie
Nigga I ride with a shotty
Ain't no tattoos on my body
I ain't got no time for no thottie
She wanna fuck I said probably
You need to get off your feet, yea come take a ride with me mami
Shoes with the red underneath, yea go with the brakes on the Audi
All of my niggas we eatin' all of my niggas is fed
All of your niggas is cheap, most of your niggas is dead
I'll put a price on your head
And my niggas gon' get to it cause they don't play around with they bread
Nah the don't play around with they bread
Damn your best friend a freak, I can tell by the head that she give me
Damn my pockets is steep, understand that you ain't fuckin' with me
Damn he slidin' for three, things niggas will do for the money
Damn she pop it for free, oh no she can never be honey
Oh no you could never be baby you out in these streets suckin' dick on the daily
Yea you gotta be crazy you think you can lie to my face and just play me
Yea you poppin them cheeks now you now you all in your feeling cause you not a lady
Bitch Im as real as it gets now you fucked up your life you thought i was fugazi
Beamer had got in a wreck, started plottin' on them Porsches
Im tryna get me a Tesssss, let's not talk about the horses
I had to thrown on a tie, now we talkin' bout endorsements
I swear this shit ain't no lie, you can go ahead check the sources

Hopped in the whip and hit road road road went to go get some exotic
These niggas ain't touching a soul soul soul I keep that shit on my body
And no we ain't stopping for po po po they get the view from behind us
Niggas was talking bout wiping my nose when to go clean up they sinus
Made about fifteen hundred in a week, that still ain't enough for me
He tried to slide on my niggas for cheese but he got wet up for the free
You niggas hittin' off the back board my tennis hittin' off the tee
She tried to lock a nigga down but she ain't wifey



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Writer(s): Alexander Bailey
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