Clurb
Brolicon Askari
Turnt in the club of the hottest bottoms
Where we merkin' it gurl mixin' shots with poppers
Got the doors locked, vers tops
And every sugar baby tryna get got
I'm turnt in the club of the hottest bottoms
Where we merkin' it gurl mixin' shots with poppers
Got the doors locked, vers tops
And every sugar baby tryna get got
Like 1, 2, 3, 4
Get them knees on the floor
5, 6, 7, 8
Finna try to procreate
9, 10, 11, 12
So what if we go to hell
Long as we do it well it's no L
So he gon' hit the Rhodes for me like I'm Trevante
'Cuz I make him explode when I push on his prostate
How that volcano wrecked the shit outta Pompeii
Hot as infernos and divine just like Dante oh
I'm turnt in the club of the hottest bottoms
Where we merkin' it gurl mixin' shots with poppers
Got the doors locked, vers tops
And every sugar baby tryna get got
I'm turnt in the club of the hottest bottoms
Where we merkin' it gurl mixin' shots with poppers
Got the doors locked, vers tops
And every sugar baby tryna get got
Like 1, 2, 3, 4
Get them knees on the floor
5, 6, 7, 8
Finna try to procreate
9, 10, 11, 12
So what if we go to hell
Long as we do it well it's no L
Bitch can you believe
Can you fuckin' believe
Everett is evergreen
I said bitch can you believe
I really manifested that
This goes out to all the bitches in the back
Left the house feelin' cunt up in drag
Got the heels and the mug and the bag
Got these hard muhfuckas tryna tap
Take the tip when I top
Hit a lick pop and lock
I got drip he gon' drop
Fuck a bitch that look botched
Made a flick so they flock
Just for kicks kiss the cock
Trade look like Lil Wayne
So I beat it like a cop
I'm turnt in the club of the hottest bottoms
Where we merkin' it gurl mixin' shots with poppers
Got the doors locked, vers tops
And every sugar baby tryna get got
I'm turnt in the club of the hottest bottoms
Where we merkin' it gurl mixin' shots with poppers
Got the doors locked, vers tops
And every sugar baby tryna get got
Like 1, 2, 3, 4
Get them knees on the floor
5, 6, 7, 8
Finna try to procreate
9, 10, 11, 12
So what if we go to hell
Long as we do it well it's no L
I'm turnt in the club of the hottest bottoms
Where we merkin' it gurl mixin' shots with poppers
Got the doors locked, vers tops
And every sugar baby tryna get got
I'm turnt in the club of the hottest bottoms
Where we merkin' it gurl mixin' shots with poppers
Got the doors locked, vers tops
And every sugar baby tryna get got
Turnt in the club of the hottest bottoms
Where we merkin' it gurl mixin' shots with poppers
Got the doors locked, vers tops
And every sugar baby tryna get got
I'm turnt in the club of the hottest bottoms
Where we merkin' it gurl mixin' shots with poppers
Got the doors locked, vers tops
And every sugar baby tryna get got
Like 1, 2, 3, 4
Get them knees on the floor
5, 6, 7, 8
Finna try to procreate
9, 10, 11, 12
So what if we go to hell
Long as we do it well it's no L
So he gon' hit the Rhodes for me like I'm Trevante
'Cuz I make him explode when I push on his prostate
How that volcano wrecked the shit outta Pompeii
Hot as infernos and divine just like Dante oh
I'm turnt in the club of the hottest bottoms
Where we merkin' it gurl mixin' shots with poppers
Got the doors locked, vers tops
And every sugar baby tryna get got
I'm turnt in the club of the hottest bottoms
Where we merkin' it gurl mixin' shots with poppers
Got the doors locked, vers tops
And every sugar baby tryna get got
Like 1, 2, 3, 4
Get them knees on the floor
5, 6, 7, 8
Finna try to procreate
9, 10, 11, 12
So what if we go to hell
Long as we do it well it's no L
Bitch can you believe
Can you fuckin' believe
Everett is evergreen
I said bitch can you believe
I really manifested that
This goes out to all the bitches in the back
Left the house feelin' cunt up in drag
Got the heels and the mug and the bag
Got these hard muhfuckas tryna tap
Take the tip when I top
Hit a lick pop and lock
I got drip he gon' drop
Fuck a bitch that look botched
Made a flick so they flock
Just for kicks kiss the cock
Trade look like Lil Wayne
So I beat it like a cop
I'm turnt in the club of the hottest bottoms
Where we merkin' it gurl mixin' shots with poppers
Got the doors locked, vers tops
And every sugar baby tryna get got
I'm turnt in the club of the hottest bottoms
Where we merkin' it gurl mixin' shots with poppers
Got the doors locked, vers tops
And every sugar baby tryna get got
Like 1, 2, 3, 4
Get them knees on the floor
5, 6, 7, 8
Finna try to procreate
9, 10, 11, 12
So what if we go to hell
Long as we do it well it's no L
I'm turnt in the club of the hottest bottoms
Where we merkin' it gurl mixin' shots with poppers
Got the doors locked, vers tops
And every sugar baby tryna get got
I'm turnt in the club of the hottest bottoms
Where we merkin' it gurl mixin' shots with poppers
Got the doors locked, vers tops
And every sugar baby tryna get got
Credits
Writer(s): Carlie Everett
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