(Turn up)
Skrrttt
Yuh
Yuh
I- I- I'm innat G35, yuh, I pull up and f*ck up the traffic
That bitch she feelin' up on me and all on my body, she see that a young nigga havin'
Ho- Hop inna booth, I'm droppin' em' hits on hits, swear to God, Im givin' em' captions
I post a flick onna gram, post up with a lamb
Now young nigga thinkin' they havin' they copy the fashion
Yuh, don't gotta check in to pull up
I gotta FN inna trunk
I- I hop innat fin and skrrt off (skrrt)
Hunnid racks stuffed in the goyard, uh
I- I be so turnt I can't go down, no
I drive the coupe like it's stolen, she see my neck frozen
Might take down ya ho down, uh
Huh huh
I get that pack and I flip it
D- Dem niggas hat in' don't get it
Yea, I be smoking on endo
I get the pack and I zip it
O- Oh that's you ho? well I didn't know
She still gonna let me hit it
Yuh, hunnid racks stuffed in the phantom
J- Jugging this shit like I'm santa
These lil ho hitting my phone
Sayin' pull up on me
Get the pussy, then I'm gone
She like, baby, why you leave me
Cause me and you not together
That's what I'ma tell her
Racks, I'm havin' hella
I'm with the bros, we count up cheddar
New Lambo, my ceiling low
Green on me, I'm like a toad
Ice on me, I'm feelin' cold
Blowin' my hair, let's strike a pose
I'm that nigga that everybody knows
Lil freak ho got white toes
She suck me up I nut on ha nose
Damn
Yea ok
I don't care if you feel a way
Cause I'm countin' too much pape
I do this shit like every day
Get yo bad ass out my face
I might buy your bitch a lace
I'm drinkin' pints of drink, I love that taste
I- I- I'm innat G35, yuh, I pull up and f*ck up the traffic
That bitch she feelin' up on me and all on my body, she see that a young nigga havin'
Ho- Hop inna booth, I'm droppin' em' hits on hits, swear to God, Im givin' em' captions
I post a flick onna gram, post up with a lamb
Now young nigga thinkin' they havin' they copy the fashion
Yuh, don't gotta check in to pull up
I gotta FN inna trunk
I- I hop innat fin and skrrt off (skrrt)
Hunnid racks stuffed in the goyard, uh
I- I be so turnt I can't go down, no
I drive the coupe like it's stolen, she see my neck frozen
Might take down ya ho down, uh
Huh huh
(Skrrrtt)
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(Turn up)
Skrrttt
Yuh
Yuh
I- I- I'm innat G35, yuh, I pull up and f*ck up the traffic
That bitch she feelin' up on me and all on my body, she see that a young nigga havin'
Ho- Hop inna booth, I'm droppin' em' hits on hits, swear to God, Im givin' em' captions
I post a flick onna gram, post up with a lamb
Now young nigga thinkin' they havin' they copy the fashion
Yuh, don't gotta check in to pull up
I gotta FN inna trunk
I- I hop innat fin and skrrt off (skrrt)
Hunnid racks stuffed in the goyard, uh
I- I be so turnt I can't go down, no
I drive the coupe like it's stolen, she see my neck frozen
Might take down ya ho down, uh
Huh huh
I get that pack and I flip it
D- Dem niggas hat in' don't get it
Yea, I be smoking on endo
I get the pack and I zip it
O- Oh that's you ho? well I didn't know
She still gonna let me hit it
Yuh, hunnid racks stuffed in the phantom
J- Jugging this shit like I'm santa
These lil ho hitting my phone
Sayin' pull up on me
Get the pussy, then I'm gone
She like, baby, why you leave me
Cause me and you not together
That's what I'ma tell her
Racks, I'm havin' hella
I'm with the bros, we count up cheddar
New Lambo, my ceiling low
Green on me, I'm like a toad
Ice on me, I'm feelin' cold
Blowin' my hair, let's strike a pose
I'm that nigga that everybody knows
Lil freak ho got white toes
She suck me up I nut on ha nose
Damn
Yea ok
I don't care if you feel a way
Cause I'm countin' too much pape
I do this shit like every day
Get yo bad ass out my face
I might buy your bitch a lace
I'm drinkin' pints of drink, I love that taste
I- I- I'm innat G35, yuh, I pull up and f*ck up the traffic
That bitch she feelin' up on me and all on my body, she see that a young nigga havin'
Ho- Hop inna booth, I'm droppin' em' hits on hits, swear to God, Im givin' em' captions
I post a flick onna gram, post up with a lamb
Now young nigga thinkin' they havin' they copy the fashion
Yuh, don't gotta check in to pull up
I gotta FN inna trunk
I- I hop innat fin and skrrt off (skrrt)
Hunnid racks stuffed in the goyard, uh
I- I be so turnt I can't go down, no
I drive the coupe like it's stolen, she see my neck frozen
Might take down ya ho down, uh
Huh huh
(Skrrrtt)
Skrrttt
Yuh
Yuh
I- I- I'm innat G35, yuh, I pull up and f*ck up the traffic
That bitch she feelin' up on me and all on my body, she see that a young nigga havin'
Ho- Hop inna booth, I'm droppin' em' hits on hits, swear to God, Im givin' em' captions
I post a flick onna gram, post up with a lamb
Now young nigga thinkin' they havin' they copy the fashion
Yuh, don't gotta check in to pull up
I gotta FN inna trunk
I- I hop innat fin and skrrt off (skrrt)
Hunnid racks stuffed in the goyard, uh
I- I be so turnt I can't go down, no
I drive the coupe like it's stolen, she see my neck frozen
Might take down ya ho down, uh
Huh huh
I get that pack and I flip it
D- Dem niggas hat in' don't get it
Yea, I be smoking on endo
I get the pack and I zip it
O- Oh that's you ho? well I didn't know
She still gonna let me hit it
Yuh, hunnid racks stuffed in the phantom
J- Jugging this shit like I'm santa
These lil ho hitting my phone
Sayin' pull up on me
Get the pussy, then I'm gone
She like, baby, why you leave me
Cause me and you not together
That's what I'ma tell her
Racks, I'm havin' hella
I'm with the bros, we count up cheddar
New Lambo, my ceiling low
Green on me, I'm like a toad
Ice on me, I'm feelin' cold
Blowin' my hair, let's strike a pose
I'm that nigga that everybody knows
Lil freak ho got white toes
She suck me up I nut on ha nose
Damn
Yea ok
I don't care if you feel a way
Cause I'm countin' too much pape
I do this shit like every day
Get yo bad ass out my face
I might buy your bitch a lace
I'm drinkin' pints of drink, I love that taste
I- I- I'm innat G35, yuh, I pull up and f*ck up the traffic
That bitch she feelin' up on me and all on my body, she see that a young nigga havin'
Ho- Hop inna booth, I'm droppin' em' hits on hits, swear to God, Im givin' em' captions
I post a flick onna gram, post up with a lamb
Now young nigga thinkin' they havin' they copy the fashion
Yuh, don't gotta check in to pull up
I gotta FN inna trunk
I- I hop innat fin and skrrt off (skrrt)
Hunnid racks stuffed in the goyard, uh
I- I be so turnt I can't go down, no
I drive the coupe like it's stolen, she see my neck frozen
Might take down ya ho down, uh
Huh huh
(Skrrrtt)
Writer: Knalidge Dickerson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid