How I move
How I shoot
Pick your pockets let me take that loot
You don't want to mess with me or my crew
From the 702
Icy cold like an Igloo
Got a problem what's the issue?
Hand to hand you crying?
Pussy boy need a tissue
Damn pretty girl I miss you
Transparent, you're see through
Extended clips, no preview
I'm killing shit, don't mean too
Reyup don't need too
I'm stacked with hella pack
I'm smoking on some major gas
My blunt like traffic jam packed
I'm running laps like on track
I'm full sending I'm on attack
I did some things no going back
I'm in love now I don't know how to act
Like f*ck
Me
Please
Drop to them knees
Face in the pillow
Body Weight on elbow
Play with the kitty lemme tickle like Elmo
G.O Soul - 89011 Lyrics
G.O Soul - 89011 Lyrics
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How I move
How I shoot
Pick your pockets let me take that loot
You don't want to mess with me or my crew
From the 702
Icy cold like an Igloo
Got a problem what's the issue?
Hand to hand you crying?
Pussy boy need a tissue
Damn pretty girl I miss you
Transparent, you're see through
Extended clips, no preview
I'm killing shit, don't mean too
Reyup don't need too
I'm stacked with hella pack
I'm smoking on some major gas
My blunt like traffic jam packed
I'm running laps like on track
I'm full sending I'm on attack
I did some things no going back
I'm in love now I don't know how to act
Like f*ck
Me
Please
Drop to them knees
Face in the pillow
Body Weight on elbow
Play with the kitty lemme tickle like Elmo
How I shoot
Pick your pockets let me take that loot
You don't want to mess with me or my crew
From the 702
Icy cold like an Igloo
Got a problem what's the issue?
Hand to hand you crying?
Pussy boy need a tissue
Damn pretty girl I miss you
Transparent, you're see through
Extended clips, no preview
I'm killing shit, don't mean too
Reyup don't need too
I'm stacked with hella pack
I'm smoking on some major gas
My blunt like traffic jam packed
I'm running laps like on track
I'm full sending I'm on attack
I did some things no going back
I'm in love now I don't know how to act
Like f*ck
Me
Please
Drop to them knees
Face in the pillow
Body Weight on elbow
Play with the kitty lemme tickle like Elmo
Writer: Garrett Ostrander
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid