Wtm Solid - KISS & TELL Lyrics

I can't stop this shit until I'm rich, need me a hundred thousand dollars, yo bitch sucked a hundred
Thousand dicks, no f*cking cap, I never seen a thousand till I took a trip, I f*cked her
Once, she told the world these bitches love to run they lips, the f*ck I'm wearing Costello pants, I paid a Thousand for my kicks, she said you having money problems, I dropped

A thousand on your bitch, that ain't even nothing, I damn near spent three thousand on
My kid, that was just last month, peep niggas copying everything we did, and it's f*cked
Up, like Mellow ran them bucks up, niggas hating on me, so what, ain't got no mun living with
Your mama, grow the f*ck up, feel like I'm flying off the percocets, I only took one

I just went out and scooped some new money, you stupid, dumb f*ck, I seen a nigga
Tell on niggas just to avoid like three months, just hang it up, boy, that shit weak, you
Think you stuck in the slump, you cuffed that bitch, her pussy blew like she got shot by
A pump, we got the world on our back, I'm about to turn this bitch up, solid ran that

Shit up, racks on me now, yeah, yeah, damn, they're traumatized, see, I got pockets full
Of dead friends, my niggas get to throwing bitches, damn near broke they're damn legs,
Better go and get redemption, sold his ass on fake red, man, Big ass California king
Remember times we used to share a bed, he mad at me, this bitch stuck, that hoe just

Like a bear brick, stop sending me them f*cking songs, little boy, your ass ain't saying shit
Solid for president make the world great again, f*ck America

Love to run they lips Love to run they mouth
Love to run they lips Love to run they mouth
Love to run they lips Love to run they mouth
Love to run they lips Love to run they aa aa