Whats the word
Lets go make a play
Make 10 racks in a day
That's your girl she gone be my slave
Give me head where you stay
I got racks on my plate
Dropped on 5 star steak
That bitch throat is so great
Bad lil' bitch named Grace
God he blessed me with a redbone
Bad lil' bitch she two toned
I f*ck once and move on
Nigga take your boo home
She wan' get her groove on
Rollie that bitch two toned
I got blue cheese ain't no coupon
She want Gucci on her shoes oh
She want Gucci, she want Prada
But your wuss ain't worth a dollar
Give good brain she like a scholar
That's your bitch boy why you bother
I run my city like 50 got power
Won't say it to my face cause that nigga a coward
You know where she at when she ain't with you
She eating my dick up like that shit is food
Bitch f*ck out my face I ain't tryna be rude
I'm throwing up 4's when I post on the 2
I'm feeling like Jordan when he had the flu
I'm still boutta ball on them niggas like you
I'm still boutta ball
Back in the trap we was slanging that raw
Lambo so low on the floor yeah it crawl
Shitting on niggas just like its a stall
When I get that check you know all my niggas on
Trust me nigga that right to the end
Cartier vision, can't see through the lens
They hated before now they making amends
Whatever I do is becoming a trend
Yeah we the wave so we set the trend
I'm feeling your vibe I need me a cleanse
No pad, no paper and still no pen
You know I don't go for no disrespect
They said I wouldn't make it far
They said I wasn't going hard
They said Milly black like tar
Now I'm riding foreign cars
Flexing hard in muscle cars
F*cking foreign model broads
Dream so big shoot for the stars
I smoke out the p, you smoke out the jar
Smoke big gas, my head hurt
I'm smoking that nigga you got on a shirt
Watch your mouth if you know what's good for you
Know some niggas, might come do it to you
Walk in TD I go straight to the clerk
I only met her cause that bitch is a flirt
She help me cash out let the food go to work
I get her chanel, make her pussy squirt
Do that dance for me
Throw some bands
She in a trance for me
Made one call, she gone answer me
That hoe a fan of me
MellowMills - Back & Forth Freestyle (feat. Kadeo) Lyrics
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Whats the word
Lets go make a play
Make 10 racks in a day
That's your girl she gone be my slave
Give me head where you stay
I got racks on my plate
Dropped on 5 star steak
That bitch throat is so great
Bad lil' bitch named Grace
God he blessed me with a redbone
Bad lil' bitch she two toned
I f*ck once and move on
Nigga take your boo home
She wan' get her groove on
Rollie that bitch two toned
I got blue cheese ain't no coupon
She want Gucci on her shoes oh
She want Gucci, she want Prada
But your wuss ain't worth a dollar
Give good brain she like a scholar
That's your bitch boy why you bother
I run my city like 50 got power
Won't say it to my face cause that nigga a coward
You know where she at when she ain't with you
She eating my dick up like that shit is food
Bitch f*ck out my face I ain't tryna be rude
I'm throwing up 4's when I post on the 2
I'm feeling like Jordan when he had the flu
I'm still boutta ball on them niggas like you
I'm still boutta ball
Back in the trap we was slanging that raw
Lambo so low on the floor yeah it crawl
Shitting on niggas just like its a stall
When I get that check you know all my niggas on
Trust me nigga that right to the end
Cartier vision, can't see through the lens
They hated before now they making amends
Whatever I do is becoming a trend
Yeah we the wave so we set the trend
I'm feeling your vibe I need me a cleanse
No pad, no paper and still no pen
You know I don't go for no disrespect
They said I wouldn't make it far
They said I wasn't going hard
They said Milly black like tar
Now I'm riding foreign cars
Flexing hard in muscle cars
F*cking foreign model broads
Dream so big shoot for the stars
I smoke out the p, you smoke out the jar
Smoke big gas, my head hurt
I'm smoking that nigga you got on a shirt
Watch your mouth if you know what's good for you
Know some niggas, might come do it to you
Walk in TD I go straight to the clerk
I only met her cause that bitch is a flirt
She help me cash out let the food go to work
I get her chanel, make her pussy squirt
Do that dance for me
Throw some bands
She in a trance for me
Made one call, she gone answer me
That hoe a fan of me
Lets go make a play
Make 10 racks in a day
That's your girl she gone be my slave
Give me head where you stay
I got racks on my plate
Dropped on 5 star steak
That bitch throat is so great
Bad lil' bitch named Grace
God he blessed me with a redbone
Bad lil' bitch she two toned
I f*ck once and move on
Nigga take your boo home
She wan' get her groove on
Rollie that bitch two toned
I got blue cheese ain't no coupon
She want Gucci on her shoes oh
She want Gucci, she want Prada
But your wuss ain't worth a dollar
Give good brain she like a scholar
That's your bitch boy why you bother
I run my city like 50 got power
Won't say it to my face cause that nigga a coward
You know where she at when she ain't with you
She eating my dick up like that shit is food
Bitch f*ck out my face I ain't tryna be rude
I'm throwing up 4's when I post on the 2
I'm feeling like Jordan when he had the flu
I'm still boutta ball on them niggas like you
I'm still boutta ball
Back in the trap we was slanging that raw
Lambo so low on the floor yeah it crawl
Shitting on niggas just like its a stall
When I get that check you know all my niggas on
Trust me nigga that right to the end
Cartier vision, can't see through the lens
They hated before now they making amends
Whatever I do is becoming a trend
Yeah we the wave so we set the trend
I'm feeling your vibe I need me a cleanse
No pad, no paper and still no pen
You know I don't go for no disrespect
They said I wouldn't make it far
They said I wasn't going hard
They said Milly black like tar
Now I'm riding foreign cars
Flexing hard in muscle cars
F*cking foreign model broads
Dream so big shoot for the stars
I smoke out the p, you smoke out the jar
Smoke big gas, my head hurt
I'm smoking that nigga you got on a shirt
Watch your mouth if you know what's good for you
Know some niggas, might come do it to you
Walk in TD I go straight to the clerk
I only met her cause that bitch is a flirt
She help me cash out let the food go to work
I get her chanel, make her pussy squirt
Do that dance for me
Throw some bands
She in a trance for me
Made one call, she gone answer me
That hoe a fan of me
Writer: Kade Prudent, Milton Forson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid