Stomach
We shoulda fucked in Florida
(uh too drunk, too drunk uh)
Yeahh, yeah, ay
Bitches run they mouth talking bout it like a subject
Hold up, no you wish, it don't exist, yea it doesn't
Xio hold my Wesson, bringing vests up to the function
Blazé blazé clips in yo mouth they fill ya stomach
Shawty got me tatted I'ma keep her to the grave
All these groupies want me they just reaching for the fame
2k on her stomach uh, uh
2k eating cake
2k getting money, yea
2k gettin paid
Ohh
.23 loaded clip on that bitch, who she talking to?
.23 loaded clip on that bitch, who she talking to?
.23 loaded clip on that bitch, who she talking to?
.23 loaded clip on that bitch, who she talking to?
Drifting out yo function I got Public Street on my clothes
White lies on yo shawty, yеa she snorting yea she doin blow
Bitch you not a goblin, you a grеmlin
What you reaching for?
Know I love my shawty
Love my mommy, yea her pockets full
Vivi on my neck
Westwood on my chest
Tats all on my body yea she love my rings and checks
Vodka in my gut
Wrists cry when they cut
Eversince my lonely I been keeping it a buck
Ohh
.23 loaded clip on that bitch, who she talking to?
.23 loaded clip on that bitch, who she talking to?
.23 loaded clip on that bitch, who she talking to?
.23 loaded clip on that bitch, who she talking to?
Ohh
(uh too drunk, too drunk uh)
Yeahh, yeah, ay
Bitches run they mouth talking bout it like a subject
Hold up, no you wish, it don't exist, yea it doesn't
Xio hold my Wesson, bringing vests up to the function
Blazé blazé clips in yo mouth they fill ya stomach
Shawty got me tatted I'ma keep her to the grave
All these groupies want me they just reaching for the fame
2k on her stomach uh, uh
2k eating cake
2k getting money, yea
2k gettin paid
Ohh
.23 loaded clip on that bitch, who she talking to?
.23 loaded clip on that bitch, who she talking to?
.23 loaded clip on that bitch, who she talking to?
.23 loaded clip on that bitch, who she talking to?
Drifting out yo function I got Public Street on my clothes
White lies on yo shawty, yеa she snorting yea she doin blow
Bitch you not a goblin, you a grеmlin
What you reaching for?
Know I love my shawty
Love my mommy, yea her pockets full
Vivi on my neck
Westwood on my chest
Tats all on my body yea she love my rings and checks
Vodka in my gut
Wrists cry when they cut
Eversince my lonely I been keeping it a buck
Ohh
.23 loaded clip on that bitch, who she talking to?
.23 loaded clip on that bitch, who she talking to?
.23 loaded clip on that bitch, who she talking to?
.23 loaded clip on that bitch, who she talking to?
Ohh
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Writer(s): Collin Mcminn
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