(Oouuu that VL nigga that)
Put that on his head (yeah)
Andy Milonakis
I be flexin' skinny, but I'm really feelin' cocky (huh)
I can't trust no nigga that be outchea pocket watchin (nah)
So I keep a pocket rocket just in case I gotta drop him (pop! Pop!)
Once I'm off that Henn, knock that puss up off the hinges (huh)
Snatchin' all her bust down, leavin' patches in her edges (yeah)
The way I draw them pistols, you gon' rat and have them sketchin (what?)
Double-back and, I'ma stretch him, f*ck with me, you niggas stretchin
Bitch, I goes crazy, pour some Casamigos (huh)
Niggas tuckin' in their chains R.I.P. to Deebo (yeah)
Micro Draco on the table, I don't play with people
Lookin' for a 10 ho that can f*ck me like a whole zero
I'm here to clear them checks, it got me feelin' like the landlord (huh)
Red beams out the cyber truck, I turn it to a cyborg (boaw)
I could pull your ho card and your ho, life's a gamble (yeah)
Either way I play, you both have your feelings up in shambles (hey)
Put that on his head (yeah)
Andy Milonakis
I be flexin' skinny, but I'm really feelin' cocky (huh)
I can't trust no nigga that be outchea pocket watchin (nah)
So I keep a pocket rocket just in case I gotta drop him (pop! Pop!)
Once I'm off that Henn, knock that puss up off the hinges (huh)
Snatchin' all her bust down, leavin' patches in her edges (yeah)
The way I draw them pistols, you gon' rat and have them sketchin (what?)
Double-back, and I'ma stretch him, f*ck with me, you niggas stretchin
Put that on the grave (huh)
I'm the coldest outchea (yeah)
He a whole ho, paying niggas just to vouch him (what?)
Put a hole in his top, Capri Sun pouches
An American that's tellin', oh, he outchea Fievel mouse'n
Only Drac I f*ck with, holdin' thirty-plus (yeah)
Hundred in the AR pistol make me drop my nuts
I be long-dickin' bitches till I have the condom stuck (huh)
She let me put it on her BBL, it's runnin' down her butt (yeah)
Put that on his head (yeah)
Andy Milonakis
I be flexin' skinny, but I'm really feelin' cocky (huh)
I can't trust no nigga that be outchea pocket watchin (nah)
So I keep a pocket rocket just in case I gotta drop him (pop! Pop!)
Once I'm off that Henn, knock that puss up off the hinges (huh)
Snatchin' all her bust down, leavin' patches in her edges (yeah)
The way I draw them pistols, you gon' rat and have them sketchin (what?)
Double-back, and I'ma stretch him, f*ck with me, you niggas stretchin
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(Oouuu that VL nigga that)
Put that on his head (yeah)
Andy Milonakis
I be flexin' skinny, but I'm really feelin' cocky (huh)
I can't trust no nigga that be outchea pocket watchin (nah)
So I keep a pocket rocket just in case I gotta drop him (pop! Pop!)
Once I'm off that Henn, knock that puss up off the hinges (huh)
Snatchin' all her bust down, leavin' patches in her edges (yeah)
The way I draw them pistols, you gon' rat and have them sketchin (what?)
Double-back and, I'ma stretch him, f*ck with me, you niggas stretchin
Bitch, I goes crazy, pour some Casamigos (huh)
Niggas tuckin' in their chains R.I.P. to Deebo (yeah)
Micro Draco on the table, I don't play with people
Lookin' for a 10 ho that can f*ck me like a whole zero
I'm here to clear them checks, it got me feelin' like the landlord (huh)
Red beams out the cyber truck, I turn it to a cyborg (boaw)
I could pull your ho card and your ho, life's a gamble (yeah)
Either way I play, you both have your feelings up in shambles (hey)
Put that on his head (yeah)
Andy Milonakis
I be flexin' skinny, but I'm really feelin' cocky (huh)
I can't trust no nigga that be outchea pocket watchin (nah)
So I keep a pocket rocket just in case I gotta drop him (pop! Pop!)
Once I'm off that Henn, knock that puss up off the hinges (huh)
Snatchin' all her bust down, leavin' patches in her edges (yeah)
The way I draw them pistols, you gon' rat and have them sketchin (what?)
Double-back, and I'ma stretch him, f*ck with me, you niggas stretchin
Put that on the grave (huh)
I'm the coldest outchea (yeah)
He a whole ho, paying niggas just to vouch him (what?)
Put a hole in his top, Capri Sun pouches
An American that's tellin', oh, he outchea Fievel mouse'n
Only Drac I f*ck with, holdin' thirty-plus (yeah)
Hundred in the AR pistol make me drop my nuts
I be long-dickin' bitches till I have the condom stuck (huh)
She let me put it on her BBL, it's runnin' down her butt (yeah)
Put that on his head (yeah)
Andy Milonakis
I be flexin' skinny, but I'm really feelin' cocky (huh)
I can't trust no nigga that be outchea pocket watchin (nah)
So I keep a pocket rocket just in case I gotta drop him (pop! Pop!)
Once I'm off that Henn, knock that puss up off the hinges (huh)
Snatchin' all her bust down, leavin' patches in her edges (yeah)
The way I draw them pistols, you gon' rat and have them sketchin (what?)
Double-back, and I'ma stretch him, f*ck with me, you niggas stretchin
Put that on his head (yeah)
Andy Milonakis
I be flexin' skinny, but I'm really feelin' cocky (huh)
I can't trust no nigga that be outchea pocket watchin (nah)
So I keep a pocket rocket just in case I gotta drop him (pop! Pop!)
Once I'm off that Henn, knock that puss up off the hinges (huh)
Snatchin' all her bust down, leavin' patches in her edges (yeah)
The way I draw them pistols, you gon' rat and have them sketchin (what?)
Double-back and, I'ma stretch him, f*ck with me, you niggas stretchin
Bitch, I goes crazy, pour some Casamigos (huh)
Niggas tuckin' in their chains R.I.P. to Deebo (yeah)
Micro Draco on the table, I don't play with people
Lookin' for a 10 ho that can f*ck me like a whole zero
I'm here to clear them checks, it got me feelin' like the landlord (huh)
Red beams out the cyber truck, I turn it to a cyborg (boaw)
I could pull your ho card and your ho, life's a gamble (yeah)
Either way I play, you both have your feelings up in shambles (hey)
Put that on his head (yeah)
Andy Milonakis
I be flexin' skinny, but I'm really feelin' cocky (huh)
I can't trust no nigga that be outchea pocket watchin (nah)
So I keep a pocket rocket just in case I gotta drop him (pop! Pop!)
Once I'm off that Henn, knock that puss up off the hinges (huh)
Snatchin' all her bust down, leavin' patches in her edges (yeah)
The way I draw them pistols, you gon' rat and have them sketchin (what?)
Double-back, and I'ma stretch him, f*ck with me, you niggas stretchin
Put that on the grave (huh)
I'm the coldest outchea (yeah)
He a whole ho, paying niggas just to vouch him (what?)
Put a hole in his top, Capri Sun pouches
An American that's tellin', oh, he outchea Fievel mouse'n
Only Drac I f*ck with, holdin' thirty-plus (yeah)
Hundred in the AR pistol make me drop my nuts
I be long-dickin' bitches till I have the condom stuck (huh)
She let me put it on her BBL, it's runnin' down her butt (yeah)
Put that on his head (yeah)
Andy Milonakis
I be flexin' skinny, but I'm really feelin' cocky (huh)
I can't trust no nigga that be outchea pocket watchin (nah)
So I keep a pocket rocket just in case I gotta drop him (pop! Pop!)
Once I'm off that Henn, knock that puss up off the hinges (huh)
Snatchin' all her bust down, leavin' patches in her edges (yeah)
The way I draw them pistols, you gon' rat and have them sketchin (what?)
Double-back, and I'ma stretch him, f*ck with me, you niggas stretchin
Writer: DeJean Johnson
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