Lyrics
Hope my blunt burn slow 'cause life goin' too fast
Want the ho, she ain't got no ass
Don't lose twice, I'ma take that cash
Then I fuck on your ho, too
Shoot, I keep the pole like a goddamn flag
I don't chase, bitch, I don't play tag
My motto is to count this cash
Then I fuck on your ho, too
Uh, fuck your whole crew
Sheck Wes, fucked your ho too
You rub on my feet 'cause I don't touch on no toes, boo
My mood so blinding, invisible when I move through
This cloak on me, I got cost me a little juice
Convict like Akon, talk shit like Draymond (Draymond)
If you talk hard and don't play hard, get zipped up like Akron
Nigga blowin' up, like napalm
.23 like LeBron
SV, SL young baller like LeBron
That work play, I play hard (Sheck)
Got the bottoms up, like Trey Songz
Similes and metaphors, that bullshit, I play on
I like the story and that bitch what I play on
And that bitch love whorin'
My dick what she holdin'
Hope my blunt burn slow 'cause life goin' too fast
Want the ho, she ain't got no ass
Don't lose twice, I'ma take that cash
Then I fuck on your ho, too
Shoot, I keep the pole like a goddamn flag
I don't chase, bitch I don't play tag
My motto is to count this cash
Then I fuck on your ho, too (Bitch)
Fuck on your ho, too
Cops intro to the show
Like pussy boy, what you gon' do? (Bitch)
When they come for you, you, you
Come for
Come for you, you, you (Bitch)
Comin' for you, you, you
Pussy boy, what you gon' do, do, do?
You gon', cop shit or you gon' shoot, shoot, shoot?
I cop shit, I hop up in the whip and shoot, shoot, shoot
Dice games, they shoot, shoot, shoot
Get that, trey, nigga, that's a head crack, full thrust
Get paid nigga, I need my change, my way and all dimes, uh
Hope my blunt burn slow 'cause life goin' too fast
Want the ho, she ain't got no ass
I don't lose twice, take that cash
Then I fuck on your ho, too (Bitch)
Shoot, I keep the pole, goddamn flag
I don't chase, bitch I don't play tag
My motto is to count this cash
Then I fuck on your ho, too (Bitch)
Ooh
You, you, you (Bitch)
You, you, you
Pussy boy, what you gon' do, do, do
Boys coming for you, you, you
You, you, you (Bitch)
Mudboy!
Shoot, I keep the pole, like goddamn flag
I don't chase, bitch I don't play tag
My motto is
Then I fuck on your ho, too
I was just playin'
Yeah, fade it
You, you, you
WRITERS
Khadimou Fall
PUBLISHERS
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