Riding 'round town with a toaster, shit been f*cking my shoulder up
F*ck around, come a lil' closer, you must think I'm playing or something
I might snatch your chain, you gon' run and get your gang or something
Going against the grain, my niggas we don't feel pain, we flaming something
Yeah, if you mention my name, your name on a grave, I'm keeping it plain and simple
Yeah, we carving out space, hit you on the side of your face and shit, like a dimple
Pockets they fat, like hippo
Riding 'round town with a Kendall
Pussy ass nigga, get the memo
Niggas they soft, like a pillow
Keep me a smith, like Willow
Free my dogs out the kennel
Popping my shit, no mento
Paying with drums, no Metro
Hit him up, now he moving slow mo
Shawty up and down, like a pogo
Everyday putting that shit on, shit like a makeover
Deep in the water, like mako
Pussy taste sweet, like mango
I'm in the game finna takeover
I'm so high finna takeoff
Empty the clip, like Draco, leave your face gone, get your payroll
Do what I say so
Walking around with a bankroll
I almost sprained my ankle
I'm in the cut like an angle
Sitting at the top like a halo
Keep me a dime, like JLo
Painted her face like Van Gogh
Hello, shaking that shit like Jell-O
Hold on, I'm finna get my roll on
Let's go, she on her knees, like Petco
I know I'm in her guts, like Pepto
Retro running it back, like Retro
You a lil' dumb hoe
I'm off the wall, like a payphone
I'm heating up, left the stove on
Inside her body, like chromosome
Get out the way, you in my zone
Throwing it back, like a yo-yo
Flicking it up, like a photo
Dropping the top of the four-door
With two hoes, out in Soho
I'm finna get in that one mode
I'm finna start losing control
Turning it up, like a remote
Running to the bread, getting my dough
Uh oh
Calling your phone, like principal
I'm at the top, like mistletoe
I'm out of town, in Mexico
I'm right here, what you looking for?
Inhale the smoke, that chemical
Eating me up, like carnivore
Playing these same games, shit ain't a festival
Stuck in the same ways, think you should let 'em go
Letting my chain swing, this shit like a merry-go
I'm still with the same gang, that's something that you should know
Never gon' switch up
Pop out the blue, like a hiccup
Get on the ground, it's a stick up
You gon get one, if you look up
Better look down, keep your chin tucked
Recommend not trying your luck
You might end up with a gut tuck
From the gutter
The way I was raised, I was rougher
Never really changed, I was stubborn
I'm so high, I caught rug burn
I'm pushing this bitch, burn rubber
She eating me up, like supper
Open her up, like a cupboard
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Riding 'round town with a toaster, shit been f*cking my shoulder up
F*ck around, come a lil' closer, you must think I'm playing or something
I might snatch your chain, you gon' run and get your gang or something
Going against the grain, my niggas we don't feel pain, we flaming something
Yeah, if you mention my name, your name on a grave, I'm keeping it plain and simple
Yeah, we carving out space, hit you on the side of your face and shit, like a dimple
Pockets they fat, like hippo
Riding 'round town with a Kendall
Pussy ass nigga, get the memo
Niggas they soft, like a pillow
Keep me a smith, like Willow
Free my dogs out the kennel
Popping my shit, no mento
Paying with drums, no Metro
Hit him up, now he moving slow mo
Shawty up and down, like a pogo
Everyday putting that shit on, shit like a makeover
Deep in the water, like mako
Pussy taste sweet, like mango
I'm in the game finna takeover
I'm so high finna takeoff
Empty the clip, like Draco, leave your face gone, get your payroll
Do what I say so
Walking around with a bankroll
I almost sprained my ankle
I'm in the cut like an angle
Sitting at the top like a halo
Keep me a dime, like JLo
Painted her face like Van Gogh
Hello, shaking that shit like Jell-O
Hold on, I'm finna get my roll on
Let's go, she on her knees, like Petco
I know I'm in her guts, like Pepto
Retro running it back, like Retro
You a lil' dumb hoe
I'm off the wall, like a payphone
I'm heating up, left the stove on
Inside her body, like chromosome
Get out the way, you in my zone
Throwing it back, like a yo-yo
Flicking it up, like a photo
Dropping the top of the four-door
With two hoes, out in Soho
I'm finna get in that one mode
I'm finna start losing control
Turning it up, like a remote
Running to the bread, getting my dough
Uh oh
Calling your phone, like principal
I'm at the top, like mistletoe
I'm out of town, in Mexico
I'm right here, what you looking for?
Inhale the smoke, that chemical
Eating me up, like carnivore
Playing these same games, shit ain't a festival
Stuck in the same ways, think you should let 'em go
Letting my chain swing, this shit like a merry-go
I'm still with the same gang, that's something that you should know
Never gon' switch up
Pop out the blue, like a hiccup
Get on the ground, it's a stick up
You gon get one, if you look up
Better look down, keep your chin tucked
Recommend not trying your luck
You might end up with a gut tuck
From the gutter
The way I was raised, I was rougher
Never really changed, I was stubborn
I'm so high, I caught rug burn
I'm pushing this bitch, burn rubber
She eating me up, like supper
Open her up, like a cupboard
F*ck around, come a lil' closer, you must think I'm playing or something
I might snatch your chain, you gon' run and get your gang or something
Going against the grain, my niggas we don't feel pain, we flaming something
Yeah, if you mention my name, your name on a grave, I'm keeping it plain and simple
Yeah, we carving out space, hit you on the side of your face and shit, like a dimple
Pockets they fat, like hippo
Riding 'round town with a Kendall
Pussy ass nigga, get the memo
Niggas they soft, like a pillow
Keep me a smith, like Willow
Free my dogs out the kennel
Popping my shit, no mento
Paying with drums, no Metro
Hit him up, now he moving slow mo
Shawty up and down, like a pogo
Everyday putting that shit on, shit like a makeover
Deep in the water, like mako
Pussy taste sweet, like mango
I'm in the game finna takeover
I'm so high finna takeoff
Empty the clip, like Draco, leave your face gone, get your payroll
Do what I say so
Walking around with a bankroll
I almost sprained my ankle
I'm in the cut like an angle
Sitting at the top like a halo
Keep me a dime, like JLo
Painted her face like Van Gogh
Hello, shaking that shit like Jell-O
Hold on, I'm finna get my roll on
Let's go, she on her knees, like Petco
I know I'm in her guts, like Pepto
Retro running it back, like Retro
You a lil' dumb hoe
I'm off the wall, like a payphone
I'm heating up, left the stove on
Inside her body, like chromosome
Get out the way, you in my zone
Throwing it back, like a yo-yo
Flicking it up, like a photo
Dropping the top of the four-door
With two hoes, out in Soho
I'm finna get in that one mode
I'm finna start losing control
Turning it up, like a remote
Running to the bread, getting my dough
Uh oh
Calling your phone, like principal
I'm at the top, like mistletoe
I'm out of town, in Mexico
I'm right here, what you looking for?
Inhale the smoke, that chemical
Eating me up, like carnivore
Playing these same games, shit ain't a festival
Stuck in the same ways, think you should let 'em go
Letting my chain swing, this shit like a merry-go
I'm still with the same gang, that's something that you should know
Never gon' switch up
Pop out the blue, like a hiccup
Get on the ground, it's a stick up
You gon get one, if you look up
Better look down, keep your chin tucked
Recommend not trying your luck
You might end up with a gut tuck
From the gutter
The way I was raised, I was rougher
Never really changed, I was stubborn
I'm so high, I caught rug burn
I'm pushing this bitch, burn rubber
She eating me up, like supper
Open her up, like a cupboard
Writer: Amani Lyles
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid