Nxssan
Like whoa, pull up to the scene inna all black whip
And I think I'm bouta blow aye
Like whoa, fit too clean yeah rockin' hella jeans
Yeah you know I'm on the road aye
Like whoa, pull up to the scene inna all black whip
And I think I'm bouta blow aye
Like whoa, fit too clean yeah rockin' hella jeans
Yeah you know I'm on the road aye
Yuh got the Uzi in my pants
Got the glock it's in my hands
Cock it back, POP POP POP, like where ya mans
Spin your block, they catchin' hands
She blows my dick just like a fan
Speeding, yeah I'm gone, hit the nitro yeah, call Xan
Get the ops like where you at?
Got the chips, they in my bag
Bad lil thottie yeah she always wanna throw it back
She likes my voice, she wants me bad
She a hoe, she calls me dad
Got over my ex, had some sex, yeah I ain't sad
Like whoa, pull up to the scene inna all black whip
Man I think I'm bouta blow aye
Like whoa, fit too clean yeah rockin' hella jeans
Yeah you know I'm on the road aye
Like whoa, pull up to the scene inna all black whip
And I think I'm bouta blow aye
Like whoa, fit too clean yeah rockin' hella jeans
Yeah you know I'm on the road aye
You can tell the way she wants me cuz she all up on my dick
Like what the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck it really is
Got the 40' and the blick, hit a shot I never miss
Got the money bags to prove that me; my crew just hit a lick
Like whoa, pull up to the scene inna all black whip
And I think I'm bouta blow aye
Like whoa, fit too clean yeah rockin' hella jeans
Yeah you know I'm on the road aye
And I think I'm bouta blow aye
Like whoa, fit too clean yeah rockin' hella jeans
Yeah you know I'm on the road aye
Like whoa, pull up to the scene inna all black whip
And I think I'm bouta blow aye
Like whoa, fit too clean yeah rockin' hella jeans
Yeah you know I'm on the road aye
Yuh got the Uzi in my pants
Got the glock it's in my hands
Cock it back, POP POP POP, like where ya mans
Spin your block, they catchin' hands
She blows my dick just like a fan
Speeding, yeah I'm gone, hit the nitro yeah, call Xan
Get the ops like where you at?
Got the chips, they in my bag
Bad lil thottie yeah she always wanna throw it back
She likes my voice, she wants me bad
She a hoe, she calls me dad
Got over my ex, had some sex, yeah I ain't sad
Like whoa, pull up to the scene inna all black whip
Man I think I'm bouta blow aye
Like whoa, fit too clean yeah rockin' hella jeans
Yeah you know I'm on the road aye
Like whoa, pull up to the scene inna all black whip
And I think I'm bouta blow aye
Like whoa, fit too clean yeah rockin' hella jeans
Yeah you know I'm on the road aye
You can tell the way she wants me cuz she all up on my dick
Like what the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck it really is
Got the 40' and the blick, hit a shot I never miss
Got the money bags to prove that me; my crew just hit a lick
Like whoa, pull up to the scene inna all black whip
And I think I'm bouta blow aye
Like whoa, fit too clean yeah rockin' hella jeans
Yeah you know I'm on the road aye
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Writer(s): Tae Soria
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