Impressive
I like my hoes impressive
I like my hoes impressive
I just raised up from the dead
Then I blaze my herbal essence
I feel demons in my presence
Man somebody call the reverend
Kind of like my bitches crazy dawg
I think I got a fetish
All this Louie I been flexing dawg
We stack it up like Tetris
Yea I like my hoes impressive
She be blowin up my phone
That bitch still don't get the message
Pray to god I get my mind right
I gotta count my blessings
Demon mode cause I been stressing
I can't do that back and forth with you
I never fucked with tennis
Black on black the Porsche
Then I get the windows tinted
Just so you can't see who's in it
For them times we had to rent it
If that bitch try to call
Tell her I ain't got no minutes
I be smoking on that strong green
I'm Popeyes with the spinach
Or I'm Popeyes with the chicken
The way I get it and I flip it
Then I eat your bitches biscuit
She a bird yeah she a pigeon
Big ass choppa on my hip
That bitch taller than a midget
Girl that ass could break a record
Man somebody call up Guinness
I just raised up from the dead
Then I blaze my herbal essence
I feel demons in my presence
Man somebody call the reverend
I swear all my friends are dead
They on these faces when I spend it
I'll be good I'm feeling splendid
Imma smoke till I forget it
I could go all night
All I need is a lil minute
Go and get myself right
I'll get there when I finish
All I need is a mic and
Then I drop I'm in their mentions
Yeah they call me Ku
Don't forget the guap cause I got plenty
Lil baby throw it back
In that pussy I go swimming
Thought that I was done
Told me goodbye and good riddance
Every time that I leave
She just go and get to trippin
But they don't understand me
Cause this has always been the mission
Imma fuck the world raw
Have a bunch of lil minions
Tell the labels I ain't signing
If they don't come with millions
Treat that girl like a track star
Fuck her do the distance
But I been good on that part
I can't even kick it
If I leave right now
I'll swerve and get to tippin
Flip a brick off a hard rock
I did it in the kitchen
Got me feelin like a star now
But my time is tickin
That's why I make all these songs
Now so when i'm gone they listen
I just raised up from the dead
Then I blaze my herbal essence
I feel demons in my presence
Man somebody call the reverend
I swear all my friends are dead
They on these faces when I spend it
I'll be good I'm feeling splendid
Imma smoke till I forget it
I like my hoes impressive
I just raised up from the dead
Then I blaze my herbal essence
I feel demons in my presence
Man somebody call the reverend
Kind of like my bitches crazy dawg
I think I got a fetish
All this Louie I been flexing dawg
We stack it up like Tetris
Yea I like my hoes impressive
She be blowin up my phone
That bitch still don't get the message
Pray to god I get my mind right
I gotta count my blessings
Demon mode cause I been stressing
I can't do that back and forth with you
I never fucked with tennis
Black on black the Porsche
Then I get the windows tinted
Just so you can't see who's in it
For them times we had to rent it
If that bitch try to call
Tell her I ain't got no minutes
I be smoking on that strong green
I'm Popeyes with the spinach
Or I'm Popeyes with the chicken
The way I get it and I flip it
Then I eat your bitches biscuit
She a bird yeah she a pigeon
Big ass choppa on my hip
That bitch taller than a midget
Girl that ass could break a record
Man somebody call up Guinness
I just raised up from the dead
Then I blaze my herbal essence
I feel demons in my presence
Man somebody call the reverend
I swear all my friends are dead
They on these faces when I spend it
I'll be good I'm feeling splendid
Imma smoke till I forget it
I could go all night
All I need is a lil minute
Go and get myself right
I'll get there when I finish
All I need is a mic and
Then I drop I'm in their mentions
Yeah they call me Ku
Don't forget the guap cause I got plenty
Lil baby throw it back
In that pussy I go swimming
Thought that I was done
Told me goodbye and good riddance
Every time that I leave
She just go and get to trippin
But they don't understand me
Cause this has always been the mission
Imma fuck the world raw
Have a bunch of lil minions
Tell the labels I ain't signing
If they don't come with millions
Treat that girl like a track star
Fuck her do the distance
But I been good on that part
I can't even kick it
If I leave right now
I'll swerve and get to tippin
Flip a brick off a hard rock
I did it in the kitchen
Got me feelin like a star now
But my time is tickin
That's why I make all these songs
Now so when i'm gone they listen
I just raised up from the dead
Then I blaze my herbal essence
I feel demons in my presence
Man somebody call the reverend
I swear all my friends are dead
They on these faces when I spend it
I'll be good I'm feeling splendid
Imma smoke till I forget it
Credits
Writer(s): Link Pellow
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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