Give me the bag f*ck all the friends
Smoke out a pound blow on demand
You b my chachi Im yo man.
Im out my body when u do yo dance.
Connect the dots I kno yo body u a hottie
I'm just saying.
Practice make perfect girl u worth it build yo credit for some land.
Escape like candy gotta b thick
Momma Mia with sza width.
Local chick my blizzy bitch.
I ride high threw the city with.
Designer her bags I never decline her ask.
Slide down on me its not a fax.
Blue out her bubble without a text.
Arch yo back
Type of woman I kill for
I go harder than steal toes
She go up and down like a seesaw
We watching porn its 10 4.
Hit it from the back out the window.
Read her body language like kindle.
U can't do wat I do it ain't simple.
Cus u Niggas ain't bless with this lingo.
.I'm popping tops like Pringle.
Step on a track aand max out
Punch a head of like kembo
I don't. Kno wat they press bout
Just kno t imma crash out
Hop in a foreign n mashout
Libra the scale my sumbol
Barrel to his temple
I get higher than tub socks
I ride around with 2glocks
Clip stick out like boob jobs
Go in yo section spin tops
Hybrids be getting my mind right Not high might f*ck up my appetite
.Caught in traffic it's green light Beef in the streets we beef in after life
They counting yo pockets they just tweak
That bitch she bad but damn leeching.
Go body for body to get even.
Bumping quilly hoodie season.
Swing tha steel like toosha
Turn yo block to Sewfa
.Spin on a block I'm handing out hallos
Ever a problem it's case closed.
Crash yo party labamba Step out fresh in designer Scent Dior marijuana.
Not the bay I'm a 49er
Majy j bridge don't want the drama.
Surrounded by locs and big bs
Got niggas can like pork beans
Gangster in gene hereditary.
His days or short like February
.still pressing 1 and sending commissary
I like pretty girls like Chloe Bailey.
And thick woman have a little belly.
Hint of hippie Gypsie with a sprinkle of fairy.
Let's go
Hit my line if u trynna score I got different kind of pices on them bows for the low.
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Give me the bag f*ck all the friends
Smoke out a pound blow on demand
You b my chachi Im yo man.
Im out my body when u do yo dance.
Connect the dots I kno yo body u a hottie
I'm just saying.
Practice make perfect girl u worth it build yo credit for some land.
Escape like candy gotta b thick
Momma Mia with sza width.
Local chick my blizzy bitch.
I ride high threw the city with.
Designer her bags I never decline her ask.
Slide down on me its not a fax.
Blue out her bubble without a text.
Arch yo back
Type of woman I kill for
I go harder than steal toes
She go up and down like a seesaw
We watching porn its 10 4.
Hit it from the back out the window.
Read her body language like kindle.
U can't do wat I do it ain't simple.
Cus u Niggas ain't bless with this lingo.
.I'm popping tops like Pringle.
Step on a track aand max out
Punch a head of like kembo
I don't. Kno wat they press bout
Just kno t imma crash out
Hop in a foreign n mashout
Libra the scale my sumbol
Barrel to his temple
I get higher than tub socks
I ride around with 2glocks
Clip stick out like boob jobs
Go in yo section spin tops
Hybrids be getting my mind right Not high might f*ck up my appetite
.Caught in traffic it's green light Beef in the streets we beef in after life
They counting yo pockets they just tweak
That bitch she bad but damn leeching.
Go body for body to get even.
Bumping quilly hoodie season.
Swing tha steel like toosha
Turn yo block to Sewfa
.Spin on a block I'm handing out hallos
Ever a problem it's case closed.
Crash yo party labamba Step out fresh in designer Scent Dior marijuana.
Not the bay I'm a 49er
Majy j bridge don't want the drama.
Surrounded by locs and big bs
Got niggas can like pork beans
Gangster in gene hereditary.
His days or short like February
.still pressing 1 and sending commissary
I like pretty girls like Chloe Bailey.
And thick woman have a little belly.
Hint of hippie Gypsie with a sprinkle of fairy.
Let's go
Hit my line if u trynna score I got different kind of pices on them bows for the low.
Smoke out a pound blow on demand
You b my chachi Im yo man.
Im out my body when u do yo dance.
Connect the dots I kno yo body u a hottie
I'm just saying.
Practice make perfect girl u worth it build yo credit for some land.
Escape like candy gotta b thick
Momma Mia with sza width.
Local chick my blizzy bitch.
I ride high threw the city with.
Designer her bags I never decline her ask.
Slide down on me its not a fax.
Blue out her bubble without a text.
Arch yo back
Type of woman I kill for
I go harder than steal toes
She go up and down like a seesaw
We watching porn its 10 4.
Hit it from the back out the window.
Read her body language like kindle.
U can't do wat I do it ain't simple.
Cus u Niggas ain't bless with this lingo.
.I'm popping tops like Pringle.
Step on a track aand max out
Punch a head of like kembo
I don't. Kno wat they press bout
Just kno t imma crash out
Hop in a foreign n mashout
Libra the scale my sumbol
Barrel to his temple
I get higher than tub socks
I ride around with 2glocks
Clip stick out like boob jobs
Go in yo section spin tops
Hybrids be getting my mind right Not high might f*ck up my appetite
.Caught in traffic it's green light Beef in the streets we beef in after life
They counting yo pockets they just tweak
That bitch she bad but damn leeching.
Go body for body to get even.
Bumping quilly hoodie season.
Swing tha steel like toosha
Turn yo block to Sewfa
.Spin on a block I'm handing out hallos
Ever a problem it's case closed.
Crash yo party labamba Step out fresh in designer Scent Dior marijuana.
Not the bay I'm a 49er
Majy j bridge don't want the drama.
Surrounded by locs and big bs
Got niggas can like pork beans
Gangster in gene hereditary.
His days or short like February
.still pressing 1 and sending commissary
I like pretty girls like Chloe Bailey.
And thick woman have a little belly.
Hint of hippie Gypsie with a sprinkle of fairy.
Let's go
Hit my line if u trynna score I got different kind of pices on them bows for the low.
Writer: Brian Heim
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid