Yell
I'm trying to fuck off percs
I know this shit hurt, I'm crazy
She want to fuck on the daily
I'm in a coup Mercedes
Hurry up hoe, I ain't waiting
I know that you mad I been hating
Told her she could stay, I was playing
Put the switch on the glock, I be spraying
I move miles, you do meters
Pour the wok in the sprite, this two liters
This a Lambo truck, this not a Beamer
And I'm passin' right by, I ain't see her
Why she thought that I was gonna eat her
If anything after I leave her
And I'm making her yell so much, damn it
I had to turn up the speaker
And I spoil that bitch like it's Christmas
She working out at L.A Fitness
She dubbed me back then, I act different
I be all in her mouth like a dentist
Bitch I'm that nigga, no pretending
I want her body yeah, I want her head
Don't give a fuck what that nigga said
I killed that shit, yeah that pussy dead
I do this shit all the time like it's a trend
Why this thot talking boring
I'll hit you in the morning
Bright where I live cause the sun's always glowing
Ice in my veins, I be feeling the coldest
Ice on my chains, that shit look like it's frozen
Brought that girl back to the streets
Get the drop on my opps where they sleep
You want a feature, there's a fee
Cause the shit that I do it ain't free
Don't do nothing stupid when you run into me
I have been itching to squeeze
If I catch him lackin', put him on a tee
Three hoes in the coup but two seats
Off a thirty I got that girl geeked
Mix it up she gon' tweak for a week
Put the dick in her mouth she can't speak
I'm trying to fuck off percs
I know this shit hurt, I'm crazy
She want to fuck on the daily
I'm in a coup Mercedes
Hurry up hoe, I ain't waiting
I know that you mad I been hating
Told her she could stay, I was playing
Put the switch on the glock, I be spraying
I move miles, you do meters
Pour the wok in the sprite, this two liters
This a Lambo truck, this not a Beamer
And I'm passin' right by, I ain't see her
Why she thought that I was gonna eat her
If anything after I leave her
And I'm making her yell so much, damn it
I had to turn up the speaker
Yeah, these bitches know I act different
Making money like I'm on a mission
That girl a catfish, she use filters
They just best friends, I thought they was sisters
I told that hoe I ain't staying
Taking trips out from New York to Vegas
Come to my home, this shit spacious
Smoking that loud, I be high as a spaceship
Going worldwide take my hoes on vacation
Fuck Life-Three-Sixty, never sharing locations
I'm bipolar hoe so I don't have patience
Foreign thot with me but I got to translate
If you've noticed I've been living lavish
If I notice your girl, I'ma have it
When I fuck from the back I'ma stab it
Forty-five for an eighth, that boy taxin'
She stalk me on Instagram
Pull it out, put the dick in her hand
These girls don't know that I'm playing, don't really want to see you again
In the stud and I clutch the F.N
Dump the clip if this shit get out of hand
Making too much bands on PayPal, I'm banned
Fuck her right, left her where she stand
I'm trying to fuck off percs
I know this shit hurt, I'm crazy
She want to fuck on the daily
I'm in a coup Mercedes
Hurry up hoe, I ain't waiting
I know that you mad I been hating
Told her she could stay, I was playing
Put the switch on the glock, I be spraying
I move miles, you do meters
Pour the wok in the sprite, this two liters
This a Lambo truck, this not a Beamer
And I'm passin' right by, I ain't see her
Why she thought that I was gonna eat her
If anything after I leave her
And I'm making her yell so much, damn it
I had to turn up the speaker
I know this shit hurt, I'm crazy
She want to fuck on the daily
I'm in a coup Mercedes
Hurry up hoe, I ain't waiting
I know that you mad I been hating
Told her she could stay, I was playing
Put the switch on the glock, I be spraying
I move miles, you do meters
Pour the wok in the sprite, this two liters
This a Lambo truck, this not a Beamer
And I'm passin' right by, I ain't see her
Why she thought that I was gonna eat her
If anything after I leave her
And I'm making her yell so much, damn it
I had to turn up the speaker
And I spoil that bitch like it's Christmas
She working out at L.A Fitness
She dubbed me back then, I act different
I be all in her mouth like a dentist
Bitch I'm that nigga, no pretending
I want her body yeah, I want her head
Don't give a fuck what that nigga said
I killed that shit, yeah that pussy dead
I do this shit all the time like it's a trend
Why this thot talking boring
I'll hit you in the morning
Bright where I live cause the sun's always glowing
Ice in my veins, I be feeling the coldest
Ice on my chains, that shit look like it's frozen
Brought that girl back to the streets
Get the drop on my opps where they sleep
You want a feature, there's a fee
Cause the shit that I do it ain't free
Don't do nothing stupid when you run into me
I have been itching to squeeze
If I catch him lackin', put him on a tee
Three hoes in the coup but two seats
Off a thirty I got that girl geeked
Mix it up she gon' tweak for a week
Put the dick in her mouth she can't speak
I'm trying to fuck off percs
I know this shit hurt, I'm crazy
She want to fuck on the daily
I'm in a coup Mercedes
Hurry up hoe, I ain't waiting
I know that you mad I been hating
Told her she could stay, I was playing
Put the switch on the glock, I be spraying
I move miles, you do meters
Pour the wok in the sprite, this two liters
This a Lambo truck, this not a Beamer
And I'm passin' right by, I ain't see her
Why she thought that I was gonna eat her
If anything after I leave her
And I'm making her yell so much, damn it
I had to turn up the speaker
Yeah, these bitches know I act different
Making money like I'm on a mission
That girl a catfish, she use filters
They just best friends, I thought they was sisters
I told that hoe I ain't staying
Taking trips out from New York to Vegas
Come to my home, this shit spacious
Smoking that loud, I be high as a spaceship
Going worldwide take my hoes on vacation
Fuck Life-Three-Sixty, never sharing locations
I'm bipolar hoe so I don't have patience
Foreign thot with me but I got to translate
If you've noticed I've been living lavish
If I notice your girl, I'ma have it
When I fuck from the back I'ma stab it
Forty-five for an eighth, that boy taxin'
She stalk me on Instagram
Pull it out, put the dick in her hand
These girls don't know that I'm playing, don't really want to see you again
In the stud and I clutch the F.N
Dump the clip if this shit get out of hand
Making too much bands on PayPal, I'm banned
Fuck her right, left her where she stand
I'm trying to fuck off percs
I know this shit hurt, I'm crazy
She want to fuck on the daily
I'm in a coup Mercedes
Hurry up hoe, I ain't waiting
I know that you mad I been hating
Told her she could stay, I was playing
Put the switch on the glock, I be spraying
I move miles, you do meters
Pour the wok in the sprite, this two liters
This a Lambo truck, this not a Beamer
And I'm passin' right by, I ain't see her
Why she thought that I was gonna eat her
If anything after I leave her
And I'm making her yell so much, damn it
I had to turn up the speaker
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Writer(s): Timothy Brown
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