Take His Hoe
Let the choppa spray
Let the choppa spray
Yuh
Walking down this path
It's a lonely road
Shoot that Nigga in his head
Now he gone
That's what he get for talking tough and stealing flows
And I like his bitch
So I'mma have to take his hoe
Get her to my crib
Now she begging to disrobe
Got her on her knees
Now I'm fucking that bitch throat
Niggas try to copy me
But I do what I want
That's probably the reason that my pockets be looking swole
Pockets, they on swole
Pockets, they on swole
You a dummy if you leave me and your bitch alone
Guess I been feeling like Lil Uzi
Cause my money long
And my dick is long
Put it in your broad
Get to dumping bullets out this bitch
Niggas talking that tough shit
Pull up and kill 'em all
Like a Pokémon
You know we gotta get 'em all
Play with me
I shoot at you and then I make you fall
I got a bad white bitch
That love to top the dick
Breaking all these hoes hearts
Cause I can't love a bitch
Play with her feelings
Just like a fucking violin
Bitch I'm rocking out like a rockstar
Don't try me bitch
Walking down this path
It's a lonely road
Shoot that Nigga in his head
Now he gone
That's what he get for talking tough and stealing flows
And I like his bitch
So I'mma have to take his hoe
Get her to my crib
Now she begging to disrobe
Got her on her knees
Now I'm fucking that bitch throat
Niggas try to copy me
But I do what I want
That's probably the reason that my pockets be looking swole
He mad as fuck because I am the best rapper out
Best rapper out
Best rapper out
He mad as fuck because I took his bitch
Won't eat her out
Won't eat her out
No I won't eat her out
I just dick her down
I just dick her down
Put dick in her mouth
They tryna bite my sound
Keep tryna diss on me, pull up then put you in the ground
His body filled up with them hollows now he hollowed out
Yeah
It's not my fault that you a bitch ass nigga
I'm just making all this money
Getting rich on these niggas, aye
He died with his bible in his hand
(Yuh)
I guess he's a God fearing man
Walking down this path
It's a lonely road
Shoot that Nigga in his head
Now he gone
That's what he get for talking tough and stealing flows
And I like his bitch
So I'mma have to take his hoe
Get her to my crib
Now she begging to disrobe
Got her on her knees
Now I'm fucking that bitch throat
Niggas try to copy me
But I do what I want
That's probably the reason that my pockets be looking swole
Let the choppa spray
Yuh
Walking down this path
It's a lonely road
Shoot that Nigga in his head
Now he gone
That's what he get for talking tough and stealing flows
And I like his bitch
So I'mma have to take his hoe
Get her to my crib
Now she begging to disrobe
Got her on her knees
Now I'm fucking that bitch throat
Niggas try to copy me
But I do what I want
That's probably the reason that my pockets be looking swole
Pockets, they on swole
Pockets, they on swole
You a dummy if you leave me and your bitch alone
Guess I been feeling like Lil Uzi
Cause my money long
And my dick is long
Put it in your broad
Get to dumping bullets out this bitch
Niggas talking that tough shit
Pull up and kill 'em all
Like a Pokémon
You know we gotta get 'em all
Play with me
I shoot at you and then I make you fall
I got a bad white bitch
That love to top the dick
Breaking all these hoes hearts
Cause I can't love a bitch
Play with her feelings
Just like a fucking violin
Bitch I'm rocking out like a rockstar
Don't try me bitch
Walking down this path
It's a lonely road
Shoot that Nigga in his head
Now he gone
That's what he get for talking tough and stealing flows
And I like his bitch
So I'mma have to take his hoe
Get her to my crib
Now she begging to disrobe
Got her on her knees
Now I'm fucking that bitch throat
Niggas try to copy me
But I do what I want
That's probably the reason that my pockets be looking swole
He mad as fuck because I am the best rapper out
Best rapper out
Best rapper out
He mad as fuck because I took his bitch
Won't eat her out
Won't eat her out
No I won't eat her out
I just dick her down
I just dick her down
Put dick in her mouth
They tryna bite my sound
Keep tryna diss on me, pull up then put you in the ground
His body filled up with them hollows now he hollowed out
Yeah
It's not my fault that you a bitch ass nigga
I'm just making all this money
Getting rich on these niggas, aye
He died with his bible in his hand
(Yuh)
I guess he's a God fearing man
Walking down this path
It's a lonely road
Shoot that Nigga in his head
Now he gone
That's what he get for talking tough and stealing flows
And I like his bitch
So I'mma have to take his hoe
Get her to my crib
Now she begging to disrobe
Got her on her knees
Now I'm fucking that bitch throat
Niggas try to copy me
But I do what I want
That's probably the reason that my pockets be looking swole
Credits
Writer(s): Jayp Beats, Taijuan Jabory'e Khorran Tyson
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