Lyrics

One in the head like it's Russian roulette One in the head One in the head like it's - One in the head like it's Russian roulette I keep me a bag bitch, I keep me a stack Really, I try to stay away from the gats But I'll have to up it if you talking shit I'll have to up it if you talking down I don't want your bitch, lil' nigga want the crown Tell all the niggas that hate I'm in town And I hold all the weight like TV on mount Told that lil' bitch when she dancing to pop it I'm twisting and pulling yo' bitch like a bop it Once I got racks, ain't nobody can stop it Told the cop she ran off with my swag, nigga stop her Sike, I ain't talk to the feds She giving great head, she on edge of the bed Bring her back up to the damn board head She a smart-ass thot she go to Morehead Bitch, where the Casamigos? If he not LVL 5 then he not my amigo Pour up and down, turn her to a freak ho She grown as a bush, she turn me to a freak ho I don't do drugs, what the fuck is a kilo? I'm reading yo' bitch like the bee in Akeelah My money nice, thing and long like Nia I'm having this shit but I still drive a Kia And that shit is a sport I'll eat a bitch whole ass with a fork I collect toys at this age, I'm a dork If her body like RiRi, she gon' get this work Rula Santana, he get quala for short And I'm Bktherula, but Tana for short Club going up, getting lit like a torch If that boy talking down, he get lit like torch
Writer(s): Brooklyn Rodriguez, Manny Laurenko Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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