Do that shit for fun
Like some prunes, make him run
I don't need no gun
Send his ass to the sun
She gone make it clap
I might hit it from the back
Dunk on the hoe like Shaq
Got a shotgun, its a tac
RKO like Randy
Gotta get cheeks, no sandy
Then I go ghost like Danny
Told the hoe to unhand me
She tryna eat me like trail mix
Told her come over, no Netflix
Run that shit like madden
Finna call a blitz
Ain't no chill, ain't takin no pill
I told Jesus take the wheel
Smoking this shit till I can't feel
Just tryna keep it real
Cut him down like lumberjack
She gonna eat me like a snack
Gotta get cheese but I ain't no rat
Gotta keep my pockets fat
Paint her face white like a clown
I like watching her go down
She gon' turn your world around
Kind of wanna see her drown
Black robe like a nun
Weed sticky, honeybun
Heard his other shit
Really made me yawn
Do this shit for fun
Like some prunes, make him run
I don't need no gun
Gonna send his ass to the sun
She gone make it clap
I might hit it from the back
Dunk on the hoe like Shaq
Got a shotgun, its a tac
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Do that shit for fun
Like some prunes, make him run
I don't need no gun
Send his ass to the sun
She gone make it clap
I might hit it from the back
Dunk on the hoe like Shaq
Got a shotgun, its a tac
RKO like Randy
Gotta get cheeks, no sandy
Then I go ghost like Danny
Told the hoe to unhand me
She tryna eat me like trail mix
Told her come over, no Netflix
Run that shit like madden
Finna call a blitz
Ain't no chill, ain't takin no pill
I told Jesus take the wheel
Smoking this shit till I can't feel
Just tryna keep it real
Cut him down like lumberjack
She gonna eat me like a snack
Gotta get cheese but I ain't no rat
Gotta keep my pockets fat
Paint her face white like a clown
I like watching her go down
She gon' turn your world around
Kind of wanna see her drown
Black robe like a nun
Weed sticky, honeybun
Heard his other shit
Really made me yawn
Do this shit for fun
Like some prunes, make him run
I don't need no gun
Gonna send his ass to the sun
She gone make it clap
I might hit it from the back
Dunk on the hoe like Shaq
Got a shotgun, its a tac
Like some prunes, make him run
I don't need no gun
Send his ass to the sun
She gone make it clap
I might hit it from the back
Dunk on the hoe like Shaq
Got a shotgun, its a tac
RKO like Randy
Gotta get cheeks, no sandy
Then I go ghost like Danny
Told the hoe to unhand me
She tryna eat me like trail mix
Told her come over, no Netflix
Run that shit like madden
Finna call a blitz
Ain't no chill, ain't takin no pill
I told Jesus take the wheel
Smoking this shit till I can't feel
Just tryna keep it real
Cut him down like lumberjack
She gonna eat me like a snack
Gotta get cheese but I ain't no rat
Gotta keep my pockets fat
Paint her face white like a clown
I like watching her go down
She gon' turn your world around
Kind of wanna see her drown
Black robe like a nun
Weed sticky, honeybun
Heard his other shit
Really made me yawn
Do this shit for fun
Like some prunes, make him run
I don't need no gun
Gonna send his ass to the sun
She gone make it clap
I might hit it from the back
Dunk on the hoe like Shaq
Got a shotgun, its a tac
Writer: Kendall Teague
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid