On the floor - Remix
ha ha ha, yeah
If it's smoke, put that shit on the flo, hoe
Super, they know how I'm coming
Ayy, turn me up
Put it on the floor like your bed, hoe
Bitch, I got a question, why your house look like a bando
Ain't no fucks to give, but these hoes be giving nympho
Why my studio sessions cost more than your rent, hoe
Pop a Plan B, bitch, quit playin' with me
I ain't having' a baby to piss a bitch off that's a fan of me
City girls up one, did that nigga how he did me
Stop sayin' you a real nigga and you got bitch tendencies
Yeah, damn, that's that opp pack
I got a question for y'all hoes, why y'all ain't get y'all lick back
No BBL, but I'll help a bitch get they shit snatched
Don't care about no little girl chit chat, I got big racks
Uh, yeah, keep me out y'all group chats
Put a hundred on your head, no sow in
Hoe them big facts, can't play with me, I'm big dog
Pussy hit like fentanyl
Mood on fuck all y'all, make a rich nigga feel small
Uh, yeah, I bet they hate that
Super to these little bitty bitches where my cape at
He tryna go viral when I give him head, he tryna tape that
He tryna go viral when I give him head, he tryna tape that
I don't know what y'all been told
But if it's smoke, put it on the floor
Internet hoes, they all just trolls
Put it in a vape if y'all hoes want smoke
I can't give no fucks, but I'll sell one
If that nigga really have motion, tell him Zelle sumn
Huh, broke-ass niggas
Who gassing, bitches? It must be the Chevron
I ain't a $40 bitch or a bitch that need my nails done
Uh, bitch, I walk like I talk like I flex like I'm Her
My neck on my wrist on my ear game on burrr
I fuck like I suck like my pussy game on purr, yeah
Choose my niggas cause I'm picky, yeah
Mention me it'll get sticky, yeah
She in the back like pick me, ha
Keep a secret, no vicky, yeah
Hoes must be re-re-can't fuck a nigga for free
If that nigga green, I'ma tax him
I ain't got no ex, I ain't Malcolm, yeah
I don't know what y'all been told
But if it's smoke, put it on the floor
Internet hoes, they all just trolls
Put it in a vape if y'all hoes won't smoke
Ha ha ha ha ha ha, yeah
Put that shit on the floor, ho
Hey, we ain't putting shit in the air no more
Ha ha ha ha ha, yeah
The only smoke these bitches want is a vape
They know how I'm coming
The motherfucking problem
Supa
If it's smoke, put that shit on the flo, hoe
Super, they know how I'm coming
Ayy, turn me up
Put it on the floor like your bed, hoe
Bitch, I got a question, why your house look like a bando
Ain't no fucks to give, but these hoes be giving nympho
Why my studio sessions cost more than your rent, hoe
Pop a Plan B, bitch, quit playin' with me
I ain't having' a baby to piss a bitch off that's a fan of me
City girls up one, did that nigga how he did me
Stop sayin' you a real nigga and you got bitch tendencies
Yeah, damn, that's that opp pack
I got a question for y'all hoes, why y'all ain't get y'all lick back
No BBL, but I'll help a bitch get they shit snatched
Don't care about no little girl chit chat, I got big racks
Uh, yeah, keep me out y'all group chats
Put a hundred on your head, no sow in
Hoe them big facts, can't play with me, I'm big dog
Pussy hit like fentanyl
Mood on fuck all y'all, make a rich nigga feel small
Uh, yeah, I bet they hate that
Super to these little bitty bitches where my cape at
He tryna go viral when I give him head, he tryna tape that
He tryna go viral when I give him head, he tryna tape that
I don't know what y'all been told
But if it's smoke, put it on the floor
Internet hoes, they all just trolls
Put it in a vape if y'all hoes want smoke
I can't give no fucks, but I'll sell one
If that nigga really have motion, tell him Zelle sumn
Huh, broke-ass niggas
Who gassing, bitches? It must be the Chevron
I ain't a $40 bitch or a bitch that need my nails done
Uh, bitch, I walk like I talk like I flex like I'm Her
My neck on my wrist on my ear game on burrr
I fuck like I suck like my pussy game on purr, yeah
Choose my niggas cause I'm picky, yeah
Mention me it'll get sticky, yeah
She in the back like pick me, ha
Keep a secret, no vicky, yeah
Hoes must be re-re-can't fuck a nigga for free
If that nigga green, I'ma tax him
I ain't got no ex, I ain't Malcolm, yeah
I don't know what y'all been told
But if it's smoke, put it on the floor
Internet hoes, they all just trolls
Put it in a vape if y'all hoes won't smoke
Ha ha ha ha ha ha, yeah
Put that shit on the floor, ho
Hey, we ain't putting shit in the air no more
Ha ha ha ha ha, yeah
The only smoke these bitches want is a vape
They know how I'm coming
The motherfucking problem
Supa
Credits
Writer(s): Steviona Blackshear
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.