Puffer Jacket (feat. prod. x9beatz)

Shit, it's cold as fuck outside, so I'm putting on my puffer jacket
Can't take my bitch to the store, why? Cause she a stuff her jacket
Made so much money this year, I went up a bracket
Kick that nigga off the beat, he slow as fuck and he cannot rap it

This bitch ain't got no ass, what the fuck, I don't even want her
Bitch, why you picking up my blunt if you not gonn' smoke it
Yes, I am driving in a Ford, but it's not a Focus
Just put that nigga blunt in the trash cause his weed is bogus

Damn, my girl give that dumb brain, but she be really smart
Hit my room to record like it's time to make some art
I was trying to buy some weed, but I can't find nowhere to park
On the grind from when the sun come up until it's dark

Okay, I met a girl from Florida, she was playing with my heart
We be inhaling gelato, I just hit it with a spark
Damn, she asked me about my life and I don't even know where to start
When I'm getting head from you, I think that that's my favourite part

I just caught a breeze, so I'm putting on my puffer jacket
Your bitch is on her knees, because she wants my dick, but she can't have it
Sike, she's bouncing on my dick, just like she was a fucking rabbit
But she's a cold-hearted bitch, so I fucked her in my jacket
Man, onto the next one like it's nothing
Ra-Ra-Racks in my jeans, bitch, I'm finna take her shopping
Then I pull up to her crib, and I'ma get that pussy popping

I'm in your bitch crib, and I got her panties dropping (oof)
Bro, I couldn't even fucking tell you when my albums dropping
The plug got oh so many strains, which one is we copping
It was the rap or the trap, and I think I chose the better option
This rap shit a lifestyle, I can never see me stopping
I love my bitch body, finna take this bitch bikini shopping
Smoking on some reefer that I got from Bikini Bottom

It was the rap or the trap, and I decided to stick with dealing
She said, why you switch up? I told her, I'm a chameleon
And I'm a cold-hearted bitch fucker, I don't care about your feelings
I just lost my appetite, girl, that pussy unappealing

Man, I wonder if I keep on going up if I'ma hit the ceiling
I done popped the perc before I left my bitch, so I didn't feel it
The wound that we left that nigga with, the doctor cannot heal it
ASPD, quit talking about emotions, cause I cannot feel it



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Writer(s): Noah Poehlke
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