Yeah I'm on the beach in Florida
Got bitch she named Victoria
Exploring that pussy like Dora
Got my weed call that flora
Yeah I'm down in the city
My bitch got d cup titties
Get sex on the plenty
Guess you could say I'm hitting
Yeah I'm driving that Bentley
Money in my hands got plenty
She on the insta she trendy
Drip colorful like confetti
Yeah I'm hitting that ass
I'm hitting it fast
Got that music on blast
And I'm finishing last
Take drugs
F*ck hugs
Me and my crew were thugs
These ugly bitches they're slugs
Yeah I'm on the road zooming
The shadow from my past is looming
All this bitches they're assuming
Friend look sad he glooming
Yeah she a bad bitch for sure
To my sadness she the cure
She ain't innocent or pure
She childish not mature
Yeah I'm on the beach in Florida
Got bitch she named Victoria
Exploring that pussy like Dora
Got my weed call that flora
My drip forming a great lake
Yeah this bitch got cake
She so real she look fake
Your salty so you hate
Yeah now we in Disney land
Take her to my place that's the plan
Try to be cute I grab her hand
She say she my biggest fan
While we're driving back to my place
She got that look on her face
Like she want me to pick up the pace
So I run fast like this a Footrace
So yeah now we in bed
Laying there after head
She suck my soul I'm dead
She swallow my kids so she fed
Looking in the future like she my wife
Man I think I want her in my life
Hope she don't cut it like she got a knife
Man I'm glad I could lay the pipe
Wait
What's that sound
Oh come on
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Yeah I'm on the beach in Florida
Got bitch she named Victoria
Exploring that pussy like Dora
Got my weed call that flora
Yeah I'm down in the city
My bitch got d cup titties
Get sex on the plenty
Guess you could say I'm hitting
Yeah I'm driving that Bentley
Money in my hands got plenty
She on the insta she trendy
Drip colorful like confetti
Yeah I'm hitting that ass
I'm hitting it fast
Got that music on blast
And I'm finishing last
Take drugs
F*ck hugs
Me and my crew were thugs
These ugly bitches they're slugs
Yeah I'm on the road zooming
The shadow from my past is looming
All this bitches they're assuming
Friend look sad he glooming
Yeah she a bad bitch for sure
To my sadness she the cure
She ain't innocent or pure
She childish not mature
Yeah I'm on the beach in Florida
Got bitch she named Victoria
Exploring that pussy like Dora
Got my weed call that flora
My drip forming a great lake
Yeah this bitch got cake
She so real she look fake
Your salty so you hate
Yeah now we in Disney land
Take her to my place that's the plan
Try to be cute I grab her hand
She say she my biggest fan
While we're driving back to my place
She got that look on her face
Like she want me to pick up the pace
So I run fast like this a Footrace
So yeah now we in bed
Laying there after head
She suck my soul I'm dead
She swallow my kids so she fed
Looking in the future like she my wife
Man I think I want her in my life
Hope she don't cut it like she got a knife
Man I'm glad I could lay the pipe
Wait
What's that sound
Oh come on
Got bitch she named Victoria
Exploring that pussy like Dora
Got my weed call that flora
Yeah I'm down in the city
My bitch got d cup titties
Get sex on the plenty
Guess you could say I'm hitting
Yeah I'm driving that Bentley
Money in my hands got plenty
She on the insta she trendy
Drip colorful like confetti
Yeah I'm hitting that ass
I'm hitting it fast
Got that music on blast
And I'm finishing last
Take drugs
F*ck hugs
Me and my crew were thugs
These ugly bitches they're slugs
Yeah I'm on the road zooming
The shadow from my past is looming
All this bitches they're assuming
Friend look sad he glooming
Yeah she a bad bitch for sure
To my sadness she the cure
She ain't innocent or pure
She childish not mature
Yeah I'm on the beach in Florida
Got bitch she named Victoria
Exploring that pussy like Dora
Got my weed call that flora
My drip forming a great lake
Yeah this bitch got cake
She so real she look fake
Your salty so you hate
Yeah now we in Disney land
Take her to my place that's the plan
Try to be cute I grab her hand
She say she my biggest fan
While we're driving back to my place
She got that look on her face
Like she want me to pick up the pace
So I run fast like this a Footrace
So yeah now we in bed
Laying there after head
She suck my soul I'm dead
She swallow my kids so she fed
Looking in the future like she my wife
Man I think I want her in my life
Hope she don't cut it like she got a knife
Man I'm glad I could lay the pipe
Wait
What's that sound
Oh come on
Writer: Zachary Smith
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid