P3rk Up

Baby girl betta come and get your mans
Im off the molly but his life still depends
Im off the coke
This shits about to go
Sniff. Bra ba bap bap brap brap boo
Prada and Balenci
Carti talking no sense
I should have stuck to henny
I get too hot on the stance
You will see it set
When I start to yell
You know who on percocet
I swear I just be telling tales

Like the white girls from Yale
8th 200 its on sale
Im psyched like Christian Bale
She posted up when im granted bail
When I pop a pill
Imma later regret
Cuz as soon as it dissolves
Its aboutta be a bitch
I be feening since the morning, when I step up to the scene
With these white Alexander Mcqueens
The way this hoe eyeing me
Whats the word?
If you aint got dick suckin lips
Your head game absurd
Baba bitch this how this shit get
When the blxcky get pulled they look up like they forget
I aint Bobby bitch, young shqipe i babi shit
You fuckin up i dont play bitch i body shit

Baby girl betta come and get your mans
Im off the molly but his life still depends
Im off the coke
This shits about to go
Sniff. Bra ba bap bap brap brap boo
Prada and Balenci
Carti talking no sense
I should have stuck to henny
I get too hot on the stance
You will see it set
When I start to yell
You know who on percocet
I swear I just be telling tales

Stipper bitch be running me some 10s
So much weight I gotta invest in rubber bands
Been bitch, this is how ive been
Aint no loses, only wins
Only withdraw when the blxq wanna get wet
He said 200lb when I said rep ya set
She hit me in the DM, sus as she could be
Now I know she trying to lock me in the V
Trynna lock me in the V
Lock me in the V



Credits
Writer(s): Stiven Gracari
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link