VENUS

Woooo
That's what the fuck I'm talkin' bout
Off the meds, tryna swerve the wheel
I done lost it
Who that boy? They think I sold my soul
I got options, tell your friends
I'm back in the city, get it poppin'
Still movin' in the sky
We ain't got no layover
Ridin' around town with a bitch and her hips don't lie
Body movin' like J-Lo
Young nigga move that fire if you really wanna die
We can leave you a halo
I was in Atlanta last week, I was sippin syrup, I ain't see SoFaygo
Quit white flagging shit, huh, pop out blastin' shit
Most of my niggas be packin' shit
I'm so booted I pull up and crash a whip
High and I'm sippin' on activists
Tell your bitch to pull up and don't ask for shit
Straight from the trap Marilyn Manson shit
To the Hollywood Hills, Calabasas, bitch
She wanna go right now, shorty wanna go right now
Smokin' on dope right now, money on the floor right now
Shorty wanna feign right now, she just wanna blow my loud
Hit then i'm kickin' her out, hit then i'm kickin' her out
Bitch, Maison Margiela slides, poppin' out hella fried
Heard he was speakin' on gang again, we ain't gon' let it slide
Bitch, we don't even rock Number(N)ine no more
I just rock Letter 5ive
Shawty better watch your tone 'round here, put him on channel five
Do you wanna come out here? Yo, do you wanna come out here?
Yo, do you wanna come out here? Yo, do you wanna come out here?
I was on the south side, smokin' OG
Spanish bitch tryin' to play in my hair
Got this hoe throwin' up east side, she ain't even from round' here
No, you ain't even from round here, No you ain't even from round here
No you ain't even from round here
No you ain't even from round here, No
Bang on my motherfuckin' chest while I'm fuckin' this bitch
From the back I'm a motherfuckin' beast
I smash like I love her, she thinkin' it's hate
I keep swervin' this bitch like a S.R.T.
I don't even know this hoe for real
I just popped Molly and said I love her
I don't even know this hoe for real
But I popped Molly and said I love her
Hold up, I think that Addy kicked in, so I'm geeked
(Venus)
Hold up, I think that Addy kicked in, so I'm loaded, I'm geeked
Pull up and stunt for the week, twenty-five hundred
The shirt and the motherfuckin' jeans
My money standin' so motherfuckin' tall
Lil shawty, this shit lookin' just like Shareef
Niggas tryna speak up my name, nigga must snort cocaine
Ridin' with a shotgun shotty, bitch, feelin' like Kurt Cobain
Do you wanna come out here? Yo, do you wanna come out here?
Yo, do you wanna come out here? Yo, do you wanna come out?
Yo Pierre, niggas be talkin' like Gs, but don't got no cheese
This shit lookin' hard to believe, like if you ain't really police
Then why is you callin' my manager's lookin' for beef?
Hold on, turn this shit up to the max, blow up the city and bounce it
Shawty keep screamin' the gang, but she don't know how to pronounce it
And she fell in love with the drugs, ecstasy pill got her bouncin'
And I'm ridin' round with the plug, he should just be my accountant
I'm sick of this bitch, she a dub, tell her just stay from around me
Tell that lil' hoe to just wait on the flood
Pull up two-three at the club
Pull out a 50 and make this shit work
Pull out a 50 and make this shit twerk
Phantom keep roarin', I just let it skrt
Belt double B, Louis V on the shirt
She wanna go right now, shawty wanna go right now
Smokin' on dope right now, money on the floor right now
Shorty wanna feign right now, she just wanna blow my loud
Hit then I'm kickin' her out, hit then I'm kickin' her out
That's what the fuck I'm talkin' bout
Off the meds, tryna swerve the wheel
I done lost it
Who that boy? They think I sold my soul
I got options, tell your friends
I'm back in the city, get it poppin'



Credits
Writer(s): Daijon Davis, Harry Connolly, Louie Jess Gallegos Fenandez Jr., Luca Faria Zadra, Steven Shaeffer
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