Sip
I just put four in my sip
I'mma just chill with your bitch
I might just cum on her lip
Blowing her back then I dip
Blowing her back then I dip (Blowing her back then I dip)
Rushing your ho
Told that bitch she's gotta go
Told her to go put on her clothes
Then I go rock out a show
Then I go rock out a show (Then I go rock out a show)
Yeah, I'm in LA with a lambo truck, this bitch go fast
I just fucked your bitch in the back, yeah, she just want my cash
She got no pants in my crib, she show her ass
shows her ass
Yeah, that boy is flexing a bitch I don't want
But I call her over and fuck on her cunt
And you'd let me do it, lil boy you a cuck
She calling you broke, lil boy you must suck
Stalking my prey, shoot you like a buck
Spray at your home, boy you must duck
I'll call your bitch and I'll ask her to fuck
I'm calling your shorty, she drinking my semen
Hop out the double R, Hop in a demon
My laser is green so you see what I'm seeing
Spending the night and you're catching me leaving
I pop a x, I don't care about feelings
I'm high as fuck, I'm high as the ceiling
See you tomorrow, it helps with the healing
See you tomorrow, I'm pulling her hair
I take her shopping, she had nothin' to wear
She said she hates my, I said "I don't care"
I walked away when I said I'd be there
She fucking hates me, I know it ain't fair
Pass her around, she know that I share
I wrap around, hit that boy with a chair
I'd fuck around and drop that beat for a snare
I don't fuck with Gary, not talking about snails
(yeah, yeah, oh I can't, I can't hear the beat, wassup? okay)
Wait for a second, I can't hear the beat
I'm in her house, she riding my meat
I take her out, hibachi to eat
She knows my songs, they play on repeat
I just put four in my sip
I'mma just chill with your bitch
I might just cum on her lip
Blowing her back then I dip
Blowing her back then I dip (Blowing her back then I dip)
Rushing your ho
Told that bitch she's gotta go
Told her to go put on her clothes
Then I go rock out a show
Then I go rock out a show (Then I go rock out a show)
Yeah, I'm in LA with a lambo truck, this bitch go fast
I just fucked your bitch in the back, yeah, she just want my cash
She got no pants in my crib, she show her ass
shows her ass
I'mma just chill with your bitch
I might just cum on her lip
Blowing her back then I dip
Blowing her back then I dip (Blowing her back then I dip)
Rushing your ho
Told that bitch she's gotta go
Told her to go put on her clothes
Then I go rock out a show
Then I go rock out a show (Then I go rock out a show)
Yeah, I'm in LA with a lambo truck, this bitch go fast
I just fucked your bitch in the back, yeah, she just want my cash
She got no pants in my crib, she show her ass
shows her ass
Yeah, that boy is flexing a bitch I don't want
But I call her over and fuck on her cunt
And you'd let me do it, lil boy you a cuck
She calling you broke, lil boy you must suck
Stalking my prey, shoot you like a buck
Spray at your home, boy you must duck
I'll call your bitch and I'll ask her to fuck
I'm calling your shorty, she drinking my semen
Hop out the double R, Hop in a demon
My laser is green so you see what I'm seeing
Spending the night and you're catching me leaving
I pop a x, I don't care about feelings
I'm high as fuck, I'm high as the ceiling
See you tomorrow, it helps with the healing
See you tomorrow, I'm pulling her hair
I take her shopping, she had nothin' to wear
She said she hates my, I said "I don't care"
I walked away when I said I'd be there
She fucking hates me, I know it ain't fair
Pass her around, she know that I share
I wrap around, hit that boy with a chair
I'd fuck around and drop that beat for a snare
I don't fuck with Gary, not talking about snails
(yeah, yeah, oh I can't, I can't hear the beat, wassup? okay)
Wait for a second, I can't hear the beat
I'm in her house, she riding my meat
I take her out, hibachi to eat
She knows my songs, they play on repeat
I just put four in my sip
I'mma just chill with your bitch
I might just cum on her lip
Blowing her back then I dip
Blowing her back then I dip (Blowing her back then I dip)
Rushing your ho
Told that bitch she's gotta go
Told her to go put on her clothes
Then I go rock out a show
Then I go rock out a show (Then I go rock out a show)
Yeah, I'm in LA with a lambo truck, this bitch go fast
I just fucked your bitch in the back, yeah, she just want my cash
She got no pants in my crib, she show her ass
shows her ass
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Writer(s): Lane Allison
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