Lyrics

Thr6xinati Thr6xpack This bitch just like ooh-wee I'ma need all your jewelry Hop out with sticks like Call of Duty Hop out with sticks like Call of Duty Bitch, I'm on, I'ma get in that coochie Throw back the Percs', shit got me moody I think the worst said you could lose me I'm on a roll, just like a Tootsie I'm working at Wendy's, I hit 'em with a four-piece Fuck that bitch, kick her out for my lonely, yeah Not tryna stay, bitch, don't get cozy, yeah Calling my phone, bitch, don't get nosy I'm fucking your friend, bitch, don't get salty I'm with the smoke, you know it gon' cost me Stick up the cops, yeah, bro so ballsy, yeah Beat the bitch back, yeah, it broke like Pocky Hop on this beat, talkin' spice likе Takis Smokin' the white girl, we in thеm Rocky's I see a 30, yeah, I gotta get cocky Bro got the swag, see, I gotta get wocky Dumb nigga, put some on your brain, get litty We did you bad, now you hate your city Put him and his gang in the Serengeti Bustin' the auto, I got the cheese on me like a taco You tried to slide like the trombones Can't give no dick, had to block a ho Bitch, had to block a ho Ayy, hey, can't give no dick, had to block a ho Ayy, can't give no dick, had to block a ho Ayy, ayy, can't give no dick, had to block a ho Ayy, ayy, eight on him like an octo' Ayy, ayy, got too much cheese like some pasta Ayy, ayy, ayy, tired, really don't wanna talk to her Ayy, light up your boy, yeah, just like the sun, sun Ayy, dicking her down, dick in her stomach just like it's Tums-Tums I'm holding her hair back, I'm no hair stylist Yeah, I'm busting on her tongue, tongue I love you a lot, you get in the way of them racks and you gon' be long gone I'm a surgeon, you get in the way of them racks and you gon' get sawed off Girl, I, girl, I hear you talking to me Girl, I can't let go of them things you gave to me But, I could get anything I want, yeah, me But all these things that haunt me, I can't escape 'em I'm walking around little stupid, I can't shake 'em I had a handful of my pills, I'm looking down like I can't take 'em All of the people that kick and push me down, I can't hate them Dumb nigga, you is my son, damn near look like I just raised him Lit that boy like a blunt, hell yeah, nigga, 'cause I just face him Thr6xinati Thr6xpack I just face them, uh, yeah-yeah I just face them, yeah-yeah-yeah I just face them, yeah-yeah-yeah I just face them, yeah-yeah-yeah
Writer(s): Matthew Isaiah Carson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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