Exotic (feat. Alyx)

Damn, BT
Know that my bitch exotic
Know that my whip exotic
He say he having I doubt

Bro say it's his turn, I pass the little thotty
In the kitchen, my wrist burn, I whip up the pot
Just bought a new whip, the bitch straight off the lot
Jamaican lil' bitch want me to play with her twat

Don't play with my kin folk lil' boy don't get popped
Don't give them no info, the whole gang getting locked
I'm chasing this pape, that's all I think about
I started to rap, I'm on the paper route

I beat out the trap, I'm on the safer route
Finna blow up in rap, I'm finna make it out
Boy don't try to cap, cause we can bang it out
And don't try to rap, don't even think about

You play with my fam, lil' boy just say goodbye
It's just me and lil' Alyx
You play with my kin, disappear like it's magic
I'm all up in Dallas, I ball like a Maverick

We popped up out the alley, you know what I had
I just threw bro the alley, you know that he bash
Hit that bitch like potato, you know that I'm mash
Take a trip to Barbados, let's show you who having

I think lil bro a brush cause he riding my wave

Tell that lil' boy to hush get the fuck out my face
My pockets they fat, they heavyweight
That lil' bitch she thick, and fine as fuck
I think she got sent from the heaven gates

Nawl she' just my friend, I'm tryna get in
I hit that lil' bitch like I'm Kevin Gates
Don't disturb me right now, tryna meditate
He gone up the fye no that boy, he won't hesitate

I do this for the guys, MPM yea I dedicate
I dedicate this shit here to the gang
Boy this a switch ion even gotta aim
She wanna fuck, but she don't even know my name

I'm in this bitch with lil' TJ
I think I went on more missions than CJ
She getting wet I got Island on replay
You sound like a fan tryna tell me what he say

I know these niggas be opps
I play it bool, but I'm ready to pop
Can't find lil' dude, we gon' knock off his pops
Soon as he move, he get knocked out his socks

I told that hoe to just vibe
I'm in this bitch with the bros, you already know
Ain't no new niggas up in this ride
You tell me, I already know

Soon as you get the lo, hit the road
We gon' suit up and slide
Lay in the ditch till he come out
He spoke on the biz, what the fuck is you tammat

I'm in the cat, might as well do a burnout
We'll do a dyke give a fuck how It turn out
I'm the type to play like I'm broke
I put this shit on, now I'm cleaner than soap

Im the type to walk with the Glock in my coat
He talk to a pillow, bout me with a hoe
Roll him up right now his ass gettin smoked



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Writer(s): Travorius Turner
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