Lyrics

What? What? What? What? What? Keed, yeah, yeah (Dig, I'm dedicated) Yeah, yeah, yeah (Dig, know what I'm saying?) Yeah, yeah (Dig) It's the Deadication (Uno, I killed it), what? Barry Bonds Ho gettin' hit like Barry Bonds (Yeah) Keep a stick, bearin' arms (Frrt) Keep a stick, preparin' for 'em (Frrt) Like my biz' very formal Walk in this bitch in my rarest form (Dig) This ho mama just walked in the spot She told me, "Act normal" (Dig) RIP to Nip, hundreds blue like The Marathon Having these bitches on my dick startin' to get very annoying (Yeah) If he get caught up, he gon' preach like he Farrakhan (Yeah) If I get caught up, then the police getting fuckin' burned Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I don't do no tongue wrestling (Ooh) That's like a tongue twister (Dig) I've just been honest (Let's go) Yeah, I'ma go dark mode Killer come out when the sun set He slumped off a narco, go in his pockets and run his shit Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (What?) Want a new whip, need me a Aston Go to the show, grab the the back end (What?) You niggas is posers like Ashton (Huh) Hold on, she look like she getting a little tired, baby, tap in (Skrrt) Playboy shit, I mastered it Gucci mask, I masquerade (Ooh) That bein' said, I wanna fuck you and your best friend (Yeah) Dick you down on some gangster shit, yeah, best friend (Yeah) Damn, I thought I told you, I want my girl to be a lesbian (Ooh) I'm a selfish nigga, I think that's why I think I'm her favorite (Dig) All these lil' bitches I'm fuckin' on my dick They all love it, I swear that they savor it (Mm) I'ma change my name to R. Kelly 'Cause I am a young nigga, she gonna cater it (Kelly) I'm hangin' out with the slimes, and everything Gucci Like my name was Radric (Slatt) I'm telling you one last time, please Come get your ho off of my line I'm telling you one last time, I am an alien You see the signs, yeah (Ooh) I said, I get high like eagle She gon' tell the birds is flyin', yeah (Ooh) Drip is exclusive, can't find it on Grailed, bitch Swear she keep ridin', yeah (Ooh) Me, that's with your ho She gon' run back like a fawn, yeah, yeah (Dig) Dior on my chest, like I'm playing SOS (Dig) I just caught some head, in the middle of the intersection (Ooh, dig) Caught that boy in traffic, caught him lacking He on SOS (Dig) Free my nigga out that can, free Big Jugg Free the SOS (Yeah, dig) Molly sand tan Might get me lickin' off her fuckin' breast Bitch, we having Dracos, KelTecs, and double breasts (Dig, ooh) And we got them birds on me, here's the fuckin' nest (Yeah) If you see me with her, promise you she's under no arrest Barry Bonds Ho gettin' hit like Barry Bonds Keep a stick, bearin' arms Keep a stick, preparin' for 'em (Yeah) Like my biz' very formal Walk in this bitch in my rarest form This ho mama just walked in the spot She told me, "Act normal" (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Writer(s): Raqhid Jevon Render, Tahj Morgan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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