S3pt3mb3r 29
Yea yea
Yea yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea yea yea
Yea yea
Smoking too much loud (Yea yea)
And bitch I'm in the clouds (Yea yea)
I got this thottie bending down (Yea yea)
And her ass be poking out (Yea yea)
She might need an ultrasound (Yea yea)
But I fucked her in her mouth (Yea yea)
Play with me, put em in a cloud (Yea yea)
I changed the game, like is you proud? (Yea yea)
I'm on so many drugs, I'm barely breathing (I'm barely breathing)
Block her number she tweaking (She tweaking)
I can't trust these hoes
Give a fuck if she catch me cheating
They federal, they policemen
I'm an icon Morgan Freeman
You said I couldn't do this
Like, the fuck is you speaking?
Wake up it's a new day
No new friends, like who they? (Who they?)
Bitch I found a new way
Got battle scars, like Lupe (Like Lupe)
She send pics of her bootay
These hoes birds, they blue jays (Yuh)
Fifteen grams in the ash tray
She throw that ass on my birthday
Smoking too much loud (Yea yea)
And bitch I'm in the clouds (Yea yea)
I got this thottie bending down (Yea yea)
And her ass be poking out (Yea yea)
She might need an ultrasound (Yea yea)
But I fucked her in her mouth (Yea yea)
Play with me, put em in a cloud (Yea yea)
I changed the game, like is you proud? (Yea yea)
Yea yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea yea yea
Yea yea
Smoking too much loud (Yea yea)
And bitch I'm in the clouds (Yea yea)
I got this thottie bending down (Yea yea)
And her ass be poking out (Yea yea)
She might need an ultrasound (Yea yea)
But I fucked her in her mouth (Yea yea)
Play with me, put em in a cloud (Yea yea)
I changed the game, like is you proud? (Yea yea)
I'm on so many drugs, I'm barely breathing (I'm barely breathing)
Block her number she tweaking (She tweaking)
I can't trust these hoes
Give a fuck if she catch me cheating
They federal, they policemen
I'm an icon Morgan Freeman
You said I couldn't do this
Like, the fuck is you speaking?
Wake up it's a new day
No new friends, like who they? (Who they?)
Bitch I found a new way
Got battle scars, like Lupe (Like Lupe)
She send pics of her bootay
These hoes birds, they blue jays (Yuh)
Fifteen grams in the ash tray
She throw that ass on my birthday
Smoking too much loud (Yea yea)
And bitch I'm in the clouds (Yea yea)
I got this thottie bending down (Yea yea)
And her ass be poking out (Yea yea)
She might need an ultrasound (Yea yea)
But I fucked her in her mouth (Yea yea)
Play with me, put em in a cloud (Yea yea)
I changed the game, like is you proud? (Yea yea)
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Writer(s): Redd Shotta
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