Lyrics

Said i'm smokin exotic Hit the dealership won't stay long Brand new whip I cop it And them shooters gonna shoot if i say soo Full clip they aint stoppin I got money i stuff my pockets 4PF yeen usin no wallet Bad ass bitch she aint got no milage Shawty do her own thang she in college yeah Hatin' ass niggas cuz im poppin yeah Tryna run down then we gone Said i'm smokin exotic Hit the dealership won't stay long Brand new whip i cop it And them shooters gonna shoot if i say soo Full clip they aint stoppin I got money i stuff my pockets 4PF yeen usin no wallet Bad ass bitch she aint got no milage Shawty do her own thang she in college yeah Hatin' ass niggas cuz im poppin yeah Tryna run down then we gon pop his ass Hit the store ain't take it back we poppin' tags Huuuuh All of my niggas gone gun we ain't runnin' 30 Round clips and we all gone dump it Steady sonnin' these niggas I call em my puppet Want beef wit me lil nigga then fuck it And that nigga got decency but he ain't on nothin' And yo bitch want a piece of me but I ain't on nun Hellcat wanna ride in a charger She say she want me but I know she don't want me You fuckin' niggas who ain't really important You told me lies girl you say you adore me I'm stayin' in the house now i'm feelin' like corey Know lil mama gonna hate it when I pull up in a rari Hella bitches on my dick yeah they used to ignore me How you say you understand and you ain't hear my story How you say you understand and you ain't hear my story Huh? Bitch i'm from the land where a nigga gone Said i'm smokin exotic Hit the dealership won't stay long Brand new whip i cop it And them shooters gonna shoot if i say soo Full clip they aint stoppin I got money i stuff my pockets 4PF yeen usin no wallet Bad ass bitch she aint got no milage Shawty do her own thang she in college yeah Hatin' ass niggas cuz im poppin yeah Tryna run down then we gon pop his ass Hit the store ain't take it back we poppin' tags He the villain man but they know he the life of the party Brodie catch his ass and he sped off in that Audi Shawty throwin' them red flags so you know a nigga had to call it Brodie want that new patek done brought it So now i'm in my zone Ion wanna come home yeah Told my niggas that we can't fold So no no no yeah Now i'm ridin' round wit that pole Cuz i'm all alone yeah Pray to god that I don't go yeah Cuz I been goin' through emotions yeah yeah yeah yeah uh uhh Said i'm smokin exotic Hit the dealership won't stay long Brand new whip i cop it And them shooters gonna shoot if i say soo Full clip they aint stoppin I got money i stuff my pockets 4PF yeen usin no wallet Bad ass bitch she aint got no milage Shawty do her own thang she in college yeah Hatin' ass niggas cuz im poppin yeah Tryna run down then we gon pop his ass Hit the store ain't take it back we poppin' tags
Writer(s): Ametriyus Thomas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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