pull up to the club
pull up to the club I got the bottles bitches twerking that ass I'm smoking gas I'm tryna holler I'm fresher than a Mannequin im throwing all the dollars and I think I need a Xanax Im so turnt up I can't stop it all this drip I got on I need to keep me a towel and mop all these diamonds dancing on me Im shinning harder than the stars spent them Racks up on these kicks step on these we gone have to bump acting like you tryna reach you gone get slumped hit you with this bitch im toting you gone wish you kept a doctor niggas think that I'm from space how I pulled up inside a suacer car so fast I need a Parachute the brakes can barely stop it got your bitch with me she having fun we up until tomorrow 50 racks inside a man bag when I pull up I'm a pop it bitches swarming me like a nest I got the money they tryna borrow acting bad I got the champagne popping bottles when I pull up I just get the party started smearing cake all on they ass i leave them messy nigga say he want some smoke then he gone have to send a Addy I be fucking on these hoes they let me nut all on they lashes play with me and you gone end up in a casket leave you bloody I'm in black and want nobody know what happen selling gas I got the sack it's a switch up on this glock I call it granny you want live to see tomorrow I can't sleep I'm catching bodies real killer what they call me left that boy dead He was dissing his folks mourning if they ask me what I do I say I body bodies bodies blood blood what I leave out I got problems spent ten bands up on a fit just to burn it up I killed a problem he was talking talking talking talking talking when that switch had hit his body he locked up folks started hollering when they put that nine on Ole boy they said I'm the reason he dead niggas think that I'm from baton Rouge how I'm getting niggas wack niggas think that I'm from Memphis how I drop bread on opps head niggas think that I'm from Philly when I step out in this swag I'm a monster monster monster monster monster I might pop up out your closet like im chucky and get to stabbing you smoking opps these niggas strands the feds can't stop it the police can't fuck with me I pay them to keep it quiet shhh shhh shhh shhh shhh shhh blrrrd blrrrd blrrrd blrrrd blrrrd blrrrd
You may also like

Leave a comment
See track description ↑
Cookin' 👨🍳