F**k Yo Couch
Fuck these rules
I won't hold back we gone shoot
Relus and Remy mixin up something rude
Fuck yo couch yea
Fuck yo loot
Christian Miller
Got that glue
Fuck yo couch yea
Fuck yo rules
Relus and Remy mixin up something rude
I just woke up my neighbors
my shawty was horny
I'm piping at 3 in the morning
I just hopped out in public
I'm drunk as fuck sipping on Don Julio in the morning
I'm just riding around with the 40
Way to possessive might shoot for my shawty
Chilling with Relus you see we recording
Popped us some shroomies now we both Rick and Morty
I slide with hustlaz and gangstas I got me a call from the plug he said he got a boat
I got shawty riding like this shit a boat
I know she can't sing but she hitting them notes
I learned all the ropes I heard that he spoke
How you tell on your folks I don't see how you cope
Might just jump off the stage in a crowd full of hoes
We just do what we want while you do what you hope
Why you got you a blicky I see that you froze
Been keeping it solid until you start markin
I got babies on babies don't need no more markers
Y'all aim at ya targets but shooting blank cartridges
Y'all make it sound good but y'all ain't gonna finish it
Guilty or innocent
They really be bitch man
Getting so intimate
I am not into it
Better know what you is in for
Cuz i will stay ten toes
Hand on da switch
Grandma
Need me a bag
Rico
Mind of elephant
Just don't be saying shit
Come with some etiquette
Or you can get served on a plate y'all know i be whipping shyt
Fuck ya ingredients
Of the top my soul
I got flav of my own
Fuck these rules
I won't hold back we gone shoot
Relus and Remy mixin up something rude
Fuck yo couch yea
Fuck yo loot
Christian Miller
Got that glue
Fuck yo couch yea
Fuck yo rules
Relus and Remy mixin up something rude
I just stepped out the house and you know that I'm dripping in that new Christian Miller
I just bagged me a baddie
She sent me the addy
All my shots hit Reggie Miller
She a munch turned my dick into dinner
Not a queen just apart of the liter
She falling apart and she think imma knit her
She wanted a baby I made her a sitter
I just want me some water on water on water
I'm feeling like Dolph when I slide through the streets
You can't catch me asleep keep the burner in reach
I just made me a play so I'm feeling like Meech
I just made me a plate cuz all my dawgs feast
Catch me dumping the trey imma make his bell ring
Put the phone DND getting tired of the ring
See my future with dracs and we getting big rings YEAAA
On my Dahmer it's fuck you niggas
Bundy dick it's fuck you bitches
Smoking al don't give a fuck
Mosh pit grab ya nuts
Don't like to settle
Too hot for the kettle
Popping like eggos
Leggo of my pesos
I'm building my leggos
On top of the devil
We slaying the demons
And sleeping with angels
You heard what you heard
N Believe what you see
Flocking with birds
Through the sky n da sea
Getchu some space
Bitch it is free
Life ain't that hard
But Death can be easy
This ain't a threat
I just be singing
Fuck these rules
I won't hold back we gone shoot
Relus and Remy mixin up something rude
Fuck yo couch yea
Fuck yo loot
Christian Miller
Got that glue
Fuck yo couch yea
Fuck yo rules
Relus and Remy mixin up something rude
I won't hold back we gone shoot
Relus and Remy mixin up something rude
Fuck yo couch yea
Fuck yo loot
Christian Miller
Got that glue
Fuck yo couch yea
Fuck yo rules
Relus and Remy mixin up something rude
I just woke up my neighbors
my shawty was horny
I'm piping at 3 in the morning
I just hopped out in public
I'm drunk as fuck sipping on Don Julio in the morning
I'm just riding around with the 40
Way to possessive might shoot for my shawty
Chilling with Relus you see we recording
Popped us some shroomies now we both Rick and Morty
I slide with hustlaz and gangstas I got me a call from the plug he said he got a boat
I got shawty riding like this shit a boat
I know she can't sing but she hitting them notes
I learned all the ropes I heard that he spoke
How you tell on your folks I don't see how you cope
Might just jump off the stage in a crowd full of hoes
We just do what we want while you do what you hope
Why you got you a blicky I see that you froze
Been keeping it solid until you start markin
I got babies on babies don't need no more markers
Y'all aim at ya targets but shooting blank cartridges
Y'all make it sound good but y'all ain't gonna finish it
Guilty or innocent
They really be bitch man
Getting so intimate
I am not into it
Better know what you is in for
Cuz i will stay ten toes
Hand on da switch
Grandma
Need me a bag
Rico
Mind of elephant
Just don't be saying shit
Come with some etiquette
Or you can get served on a plate y'all know i be whipping shyt
Fuck ya ingredients
Of the top my soul
I got flav of my own
Fuck these rules
I won't hold back we gone shoot
Relus and Remy mixin up something rude
Fuck yo couch yea
Fuck yo loot
Christian Miller
Got that glue
Fuck yo couch yea
Fuck yo rules
Relus and Remy mixin up something rude
I just stepped out the house and you know that I'm dripping in that new Christian Miller
I just bagged me a baddie
She sent me the addy
All my shots hit Reggie Miller
She a munch turned my dick into dinner
Not a queen just apart of the liter
She falling apart and she think imma knit her
She wanted a baby I made her a sitter
I just want me some water on water on water
I'm feeling like Dolph when I slide through the streets
You can't catch me asleep keep the burner in reach
I just made me a play so I'm feeling like Meech
I just made me a plate cuz all my dawgs feast
Catch me dumping the trey imma make his bell ring
Put the phone DND getting tired of the ring
See my future with dracs and we getting big rings YEAAA
On my Dahmer it's fuck you niggas
Bundy dick it's fuck you bitches
Smoking al don't give a fuck
Mosh pit grab ya nuts
Don't like to settle
Too hot for the kettle
Popping like eggos
Leggo of my pesos
I'm building my leggos
On top of the devil
We slaying the demons
And sleeping with angels
You heard what you heard
N Believe what you see
Flocking with birds
Through the sky n da sea
Getchu some space
Bitch it is free
Life ain't that hard
But Death can be easy
This ain't a threat
I just be singing
Fuck these rules
I won't hold back we gone shoot
Relus and Remy mixin up something rude
Fuck yo couch yea
Fuck yo loot
Christian Miller
Got that glue
Fuck yo couch yea
Fuck yo rules
Relus and Remy mixin up something rude
Credits
Writer(s): Jeremy Hall, Relus Baum
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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