Ping & Pong
Slut po'd up a fo I just got my gun dirty
I can't even stress bout what happened I ain't worried
I'm getting to the money so I'm always in a hurry
Plus I got the drop I'm a lay and do it perfect
Time to stop the watch when I hit him with the 30
I be trapping day and night pussy niggas closing early
Bitch I'm working (Ha)
Yoo ToriOrTana Motherfucker
Money Slut know the vibes
(Drip) I been geeked since last night
Know the junkies they gone feign for the tap right
Kidneys lean, I can't even get my act right
Bros last name ain't Glock but we age from 17 to 43
I been stamped like a notary
Keep your mouth stitched embroidery
I ain't got to cut a check she still gone blow a G
I ain't get no fucking rest I'm trapping like 23
She see I got a load now she want to get a load of me
I got to keep that pole on me I put em where he pose to be
My gun off in the morning I'm playing this shit the lower key
I be making love to the money you know I'm in the streets
I be make love to the money yeah that my lil freak
Yoo and people ain't right so they got to get left
I done dug up folks got a pocket full of death
It ain't no love I done showed to myself
She got good brain she belong on a shelf
Caught me a case and wish it was brief
Came out hmmph I'm the plug on the leaf
Slutty so playa I need rugs on the seat
Love delete I'm in love with receipts
Count it up I cannot stay I got to leave
Slutty going up without a Tee
First class flight you niggas reach
Put him in the sky ain't got to thank me for the seat
Ocean blue hundreds yeah I'm living at the beach
Have you swimming with the fishes now you living in the sea
I came home and beat a body it ain't nun to lemon squeeze
I can't even let you borrow cause I only play for keeps
Yooo back to basics I done trapped out a basement
I done trapped out a vacant (Trap) (Trap) (Trap)
I done trapped out a Yota hol up (Toyota)
I done trapped by the Krogers (Trap) (Trap) (Trap)
I'll trap by your home (Trap) (Trap) (Trap)
I done trapped to the homeless (Trap) (Trap) (Trap)
From the partments to corners (Trap) (Trap) (Trap) (Trap)
Ok, I'm ready DopeBoy ones but a nigga not Nelly
I'm Tori no Kelly she piercing her belly
Two hoes gone sandwich me my bed is a deli
BIP dear mama I'm Makaveli (BIP Mama)
I can't even stress bout what happened I ain't worried
I'm getting to the money so I'm always in a hurry
Plus I got the drop I'm a lay and do it perfect
Time to stop the watch when I hit him with the 30
I be trapping day and night pussy niggas closing early
Bitch I'm working (Ha)
Yoo ToriOrTana Motherfucker
Money Slut know the vibes
(Drip) I been geeked since last night
Know the junkies they gone feign for the tap right
Kidneys lean, I can't even get my act right
Bros last name ain't Glock but we age from 17 to 43
I been stamped like a notary
Keep your mouth stitched embroidery
I ain't got to cut a check she still gone blow a G
I ain't get no fucking rest I'm trapping like 23
She see I got a load now she want to get a load of me
I got to keep that pole on me I put em where he pose to be
My gun off in the morning I'm playing this shit the lower key
I be making love to the money you know I'm in the streets
I be make love to the money yeah that my lil freak
Yoo and people ain't right so they got to get left
I done dug up folks got a pocket full of death
It ain't no love I done showed to myself
She got good brain she belong on a shelf
Caught me a case and wish it was brief
Came out hmmph I'm the plug on the leaf
Slutty so playa I need rugs on the seat
Love delete I'm in love with receipts
Count it up I cannot stay I got to leave
Slutty going up without a Tee
First class flight you niggas reach
Put him in the sky ain't got to thank me for the seat
Ocean blue hundreds yeah I'm living at the beach
Have you swimming with the fishes now you living in the sea
I came home and beat a body it ain't nun to lemon squeeze
I can't even let you borrow cause I only play for keeps
Yooo back to basics I done trapped out a basement
I done trapped out a vacant (Trap) (Trap) (Trap)
I done trapped out a Yota hol up (Toyota)
I done trapped by the Krogers (Trap) (Trap) (Trap)
I'll trap by your home (Trap) (Trap) (Trap)
I done trapped to the homeless (Trap) (Trap) (Trap)
From the partments to corners (Trap) (Trap) (Trap) (Trap)
Ok, I'm ready DopeBoy ones but a nigga not Nelly
I'm Tori no Kelly she piercing her belly
Two hoes gone sandwich me my bed is a deli
BIP dear mama I'm Makaveli (BIP Mama)
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Writer(s): Mytori Muse
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