LIL COLD - Chew Me Lyrics

I'm sayin tho, I ain't know that was your bitch, lil' bro
You understand me? I'm f*ckin' her now, man
You understand me? And we ain't with none of that goofy shit
So you gotta move it around

You ain't no killer for real, boy them drugs, made you do it
My niggas fightin' appeals, f*ck the judge and the jury
She high rolling off pills, tryna f*ck me and my jewelry
She wanna get her a feel, that bitch thirsty and she choosing

I put her in the van, she gon' chew me, she gon' chew me
Ayy, that lil' bitch a fan, she gon' do me, she gon' screw me
Big knots in my pants, I got oochie, I got Pookie
This money make her dance, shake your booty, pop your coochie

And she know I'm that man, baby, I ain't no Rudy poody
Bitch, I got lots of bands, thank ya lord, hallelujah
Bitch, I got big FN, you know how I'ma active shooter
I make her wipe me down, bitch, I feel like Lil boosie

And all my dreams be lucid', late at night, I talk to Lucifer
Pop out with my shit on, they like, ooh, shit, lil cold you doing it
Got my lil woo wop da bam with me, she got a big ol' booty
Bitch, I'm from out west, yeah, we get groovy, we get groovy

But don't think that this shit sweet, cause shit get gooly, leave you oozin
And I ain't know that was your bitch, but we be f*ckin
She a groupie, you a goofy, on the fin
Pull up on washington we outside, this bitch jukin

I don't even know her name, she wanna juice me, give me some coochie
You ain't no killer for real, boy them drugs, made you do it
My niggas fightin' appeals f*ck the judge, and the jury
She high rolling off pills, tryna f*ck me and my jewelry

She wanna get her a feel that bitch thirsty and she choosing
I put her in the van, she gon' chew me, she gon' chew me
Aye that lil' bitch a fan, she gon' do me, she gon' screw me
Big knots in my pants, I got oochie, I got Pookie

This money make her dance, shake your booty, pop your coochie