Kicks up my dawg, that nigga killin' shit, he a dingo
Put that redbeam on your head
Oh my god, that's bingo
I like my bitch pussy pink, just like lil' flamingo
I think I got an addiction, I keep f*ckin' on these freak hoes
I got me a lil' Haitian bitch, she tryna teach me Creole
All these niggas lame as shit, they don't even know what we be on
They don't know what we be on
They don't know what we be on
Wassup, bitch, what's happenin'
I ain't beefin' bout no bitch
Nigga you could have it
I ain't worried bout no sticks
These guns automatic
Niggas worried bout my wrist
I went AP, Patek
I just smashed on this bitch, crashed in that bitch like, yeah
That bitch so foxy, that bitch so bossy, in Cartier
I just be flossin', I just be flossin'
Come braid my hair
I just pull out these f*ckin' hundun a
They stop and stare
I just pulled out and whip it on her face
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Black and white diamonds segregate
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I got a black and I got a white
Which one finna get me right
I got a black and I got a white
Which one got that pussy tight
I'm finna hit that bitch, then dash
A youngin' really spendin' cash too fast
I ain't know, that was your hoe
But she was just tryna f*ck on the low
Bitch, I'ma glow
Put that on my bro, I put that shit on my soul
I been geekin' up
What's inside this cup
It's that lean, you know
Like damn Tek
How you poppin' out with all these nice new flows
It's cause I be switchin' hoes
I'm high on the road with my bro, gettin' the dough
Yeah, real question, why the hoes be trippin'
I'm just a youngin', codeine sippin'
No, I'm not talkin' bout Cody Simpson
Kicks up my dawg, that nigga killin' shit, he a dingo
Put that redbeam on your head
Oh my god, that's bingo
I like my bitch pussy pink, just like lil' flamingo
I think I got an addiction, I keep f*ckin' on these freak hoes
I got me a lil' Haitian bitch, she tryna teach me Creole
All these niggas lame as shit, they don't even know what we be on
They don't know what we be on
They don't know what we be on
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Kicks up my dawg, that nigga killin' shit, he a dingo
Put that redbeam on your head
Oh my god, that's bingo
I like my bitch pussy pink, just like lil' flamingo
I think I got an addiction, I keep f*ckin' on these freak hoes
I got me a lil' Haitian bitch, she tryna teach me Creole
All these niggas lame as shit, they don't even know what we be on
They don't know what we be on
They don't know what we be on
Wassup, bitch, what's happenin'
I ain't beefin' bout no bitch
Nigga you could have it
I ain't worried bout no sticks
These guns automatic
Niggas worried bout my wrist
I went AP, Patek
I just smashed on this bitch, crashed in that bitch like, yeah
That bitch so foxy, that bitch so bossy, in Cartier
I just be flossin', I just be flossin'
Come braid my hair
I just pull out these f*ckin' hundun a
They stop and stare
I just pulled out and whip it on her face
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Black and white diamonds segregate
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I got a black and I got a white
Which one finna get me right
I got a black and I got a white
Which one got that pussy tight
I'm finna hit that bitch, then dash
A youngin' really spendin' cash too fast
I ain't know, that was your hoe
But she was just tryna f*ck on the low
Bitch, I'ma glow
Put that on my bro, I put that shit on my soul
I been geekin' up
What's inside this cup
It's that lean, you know
Like damn Tek
How you poppin' out with all these nice new flows
It's cause I be switchin' hoes
I'm high on the road with my bro, gettin' the dough
Yeah, real question, why the hoes be trippin'
I'm just a youngin', codeine sippin'
No, I'm not talkin' bout Cody Simpson
Kicks up my dawg, that nigga killin' shit, he a dingo
Put that redbeam on your head
Oh my god, that's bingo
I like my bitch pussy pink, just like lil' flamingo
I think I got an addiction, I keep f*ckin' on these freak hoes
I got me a lil' Haitian bitch, she tryna teach me Creole
All these niggas lame as shit, they don't even know what we be on
They don't know what we be on
They don't know what we be on
Put that redbeam on your head
Oh my god, that's bingo
I like my bitch pussy pink, just like lil' flamingo
I think I got an addiction, I keep f*ckin' on these freak hoes
I got me a lil' Haitian bitch, she tryna teach me Creole
All these niggas lame as shit, they don't even know what we be on
They don't know what we be on
They don't know what we be on
Wassup, bitch, what's happenin'
I ain't beefin' bout no bitch
Nigga you could have it
I ain't worried bout no sticks
These guns automatic
Niggas worried bout my wrist
I went AP, Patek
I just smashed on this bitch, crashed in that bitch like, yeah
That bitch so foxy, that bitch so bossy, in Cartier
I just be flossin', I just be flossin'
Come braid my hair
I just pull out these f*ckin' hundun a
They stop and stare
I just pulled out and whip it on her face
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Black and white diamonds segregate
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I got a black and I got a white
Which one finna get me right
I got a black and I got a white
Which one got that pussy tight
I'm finna hit that bitch, then dash
A youngin' really spendin' cash too fast
I ain't know, that was your hoe
But she was just tryna f*ck on the low
Bitch, I'ma glow
Put that on my bro, I put that shit on my soul
I been geekin' up
What's inside this cup
It's that lean, you know
Like damn Tek
How you poppin' out with all these nice new flows
It's cause I be switchin' hoes
I'm high on the road with my bro, gettin' the dough
Yeah, real question, why the hoes be trippin'
I'm just a youngin', codeine sippin'
No, I'm not talkin' bout Cody Simpson
Kicks up my dawg, that nigga killin' shit, he a dingo
Put that redbeam on your head
Oh my god, that's bingo
I like my bitch pussy pink, just like lil' flamingo
I think I got an addiction, I keep f*ckin' on these freak hoes
I got me a lil' Haitian bitch, she tryna teach me Creole
All these niggas lame as shit, they don't even know what we be on
They don't know what we be on
They don't know what we be on
Writer: Daniel Mosley, Daniel Mathis
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid