Russian Cream

Hoe don't pull up with no wrap unless it's Russian cream
Baby I be ballin' you might have to call a double team
Hit his bitch and now he wildin'
Boy must caught pneumonia
He ain't keep it P it's silent
Stylin' at its highest
Turnin' hoes into a hydrant
Got the hardest flow, I bring the tile in
Don't ask me bout' no hoe you know the truth hurt
And what the fuck make you think she fuck you first

Bro grew up with roaches he be steppin' on shit
I lost all my heart got nothin' left for a bitch
Never hated on no nigga I forever been lit
And she keep callin' me a dog bitch I ain't never been shit

Dub up in my sack shit I been feelin' like I'm Santa Clause
And I know some steppers who bring drums when them bands involved
Clutchin' on this draki it go crazy if I hand it off
And I know he wood he keep a stick Nigga analog
Cause' he got switches
I ain't never trippin' bout' no bitch cause' I got bitches
I'm tryna' buy a yacht so I can burn a couple
Say I been tryna' buy a yacht so I can burn a couple bridges
Bro gon' hit you with that drum up in your thigh about that chicken
With that deuce deuce he up a dub Andrew Wiggins
Gettin' dirty money with my gross friends
Whole circle got green them my close friends
Your bitch a freak she let me stick my meat in both ends
Switch the sheets and after she leave me it's soakin'
G Lock 26 is what I'm totin'
Heavy motion ain't got time for no emotions
On gang

Bro grew up with roaches he be steppin' on shit
I lost all my heart got nothin' left for a bitch
Never hated on no nigga I forever been lit
And she keep callin' me a dog bitch I ain't never been shit



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Writer(s): Anthony Cole
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