Twitter Hoez (feat. Jay Cielo)
Got a pack and a blunt (got a pack and a blunt)
Let's roll, homie (let's roll, homie)
Got me feeling sick as fuck (got me feeling sick as fuck)
Stethoscope me (stethoscope me)
Lotta hoes in the trunk (lotta hoes in the trunk)
I really think they want me (I really think they want me)
I ain't sorry (I ain't sorry)
Bitch, you extra salty (bitch, you extra salty)
Saw you hit me on my tap (saw you hit me on my tap)
Let's get nasty (let's get nasty)
I can make sure that it's wrapped (I can make sure that it's wrapped)
If you make sure it's splashing (if you make sure it's splashing)
Hit me up, where you at? (hit me up, where you at?)
Do you wanna catch D? (Do you wanna catch D?)
Uhh (Uhh)
Money in my pockets, your pockets bitter (why they bitter?)
Want diamonds on my neck, so they glitter
Bitches on my line and they message me on Twitter
(And they message me on twitter, Jay)
Pullin' up in foreigns, what it do? (what it do?)
Bitch it's Jay Cielo, lil' nigga, thought you knew
I just fuck her for the night, then let her go
She a treesh, she a skank, she a hoe
I just want good top then I pass her to the bro (then I pass her)
Ain't trippin bout a bitch or a hoe (yeah)
Speakers hella knockin, so I had to let 'em know
(Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em know)
Fuckin' on that bitch, then I kick her out the door
Fuck thots, smoke glocks on the low (brrt)
She a bad bitch, she do what I say (do what I say)
Big chops, big glocks, don't play (don't play) (brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)
Got a pack and a blunt (got a pack and a blunt)
Let's roll, homie (let's roll, homie)
Got me feeling sick as fuck (got me feeling sick as fuck)
Stethoscope me (stethoscope me)
Lotta hoes in the trunk (lotta hoes in the trunk)
I really think they want me (I really think they want me)
I ain't sorry (I ain't sorry)
Bitch, you extra salty (bitch, you extra salty)
Saw you hit me on my tap (saw you hit me on my tap)
Let's get nasty (let's get nasty)
I can make sure that it's wrapped (I can make sure that it's wrapped)
If you make sure it's splashing (if you make sure it's splashing)
Hit me up, where you at? (hit me up, where you at?)
Do you wanna catch D? (Do you wanna catch D?)
Uhh (Uhh)
Let's roll, homie (let's roll, homie)
Got me feeling sick as fuck (got me feeling sick as fuck)
Stethoscope me (stethoscope me)
Lotta hoes in the trunk (lotta hoes in the trunk)
I really think they want me (I really think they want me)
I ain't sorry (I ain't sorry)
Bitch, you extra salty (bitch, you extra salty)
Saw you hit me on my tap (saw you hit me on my tap)
Let's get nasty (let's get nasty)
I can make sure that it's wrapped (I can make sure that it's wrapped)
If you make sure it's splashing (if you make sure it's splashing)
Hit me up, where you at? (hit me up, where you at?)
Do you wanna catch D? (Do you wanna catch D?)
Uhh (Uhh)
Money in my pockets, your pockets bitter (why they bitter?)
Want diamonds on my neck, so they glitter
Bitches on my line and they message me on Twitter
(And they message me on twitter, Jay)
Pullin' up in foreigns, what it do? (what it do?)
Bitch it's Jay Cielo, lil' nigga, thought you knew
I just fuck her for the night, then let her go
She a treesh, she a skank, she a hoe
I just want good top then I pass her to the bro (then I pass her)
Ain't trippin bout a bitch or a hoe (yeah)
Speakers hella knockin, so I had to let 'em know
(Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em know)
Fuckin' on that bitch, then I kick her out the door
Fuck thots, smoke glocks on the low (brrt)
She a bad bitch, she do what I say (do what I say)
Big chops, big glocks, don't play (don't play) (brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)
Got a pack and a blunt (got a pack and a blunt)
Let's roll, homie (let's roll, homie)
Got me feeling sick as fuck (got me feeling sick as fuck)
Stethoscope me (stethoscope me)
Lotta hoes in the trunk (lotta hoes in the trunk)
I really think they want me (I really think they want me)
I ain't sorry (I ain't sorry)
Bitch, you extra salty (bitch, you extra salty)
Saw you hit me on my tap (saw you hit me on my tap)
Let's get nasty (let's get nasty)
I can make sure that it's wrapped (I can make sure that it's wrapped)
If you make sure it's splashing (if you make sure it's splashing)
Hit me up, where you at? (hit me up, where you at?)
Do you wanna catch D? (Do you wanna catch D?)
Uhh (Uhh)
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Writer(s): Jonathan Lopez
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