Pornstar

Designer clothes, with some foreign cars
Yeah, she tryna fuck me like a Pornstar
Taking molly with that acid, now she rolling off a bean
She want me to come over so I put dick in her spleen

Got a red beam, yeah, that choppa real mean
She fucking on the team now she tryna love me
That bitch up on my phone, yeah, she steady bugging me
I'm just smoking on ounces, I call them trees

But I can't love you girl, cause you ain't perfect
Put that dick inside her pussy, Imma leave her hurting
Making money off rapping, I'm never working
Sell a kilo bag I made another thousand so I'm splurging

I'm parked out back, with a gat, waiting for all my opps
Selling a bag, I make it fast, cooking that shit on a pot
Spending a rack, I make it back, ain't fucking on her, she a thot
Back of the class and I'm taking glass and I aint even got a thought

Designer clothes, with some foreign cars
Yeah, she tryna fuck me like a Pornstar
Taking molly with that acid, now she rolling off a bean
She want me to come over so I put dick in her spleen

Got a red beam, yeah, that choppa real mean
She fucking on the team now she tryna love me
That bitch up on my phone, yeah, she steady bugging me
I'm just smoking on ounces, I call them trees



Credits
Writer(s): Gavin Leketa
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