One-Three - Godspeed Lyrics

I know she broke open the pound
Cause that hoe look coked out
Shut up hoe, don't gimme no mouth
Unless you bout to choke out
Petey, he just gave me this perc
I already forgot what he spoke bout
She just let a real one in the crib
I turn this bitch to a smoke house
Gas waking up the block, windows rolled down
In the air it stink like opps
This loud smell like your bro now
I had a dream with my bitch and a Benz
Stadiums sold out
I am him and we are them
I ain't talking bout pronouns
Wait, what was that? (what)
Front of the crib
I think I see cops
Told my bitch, flush down my shit (shit)
Look at my watch
I'm thinking bout bussing down my wrist (ah)
She gimme the twat
But I had to dip cause shit got fishy
I bet that ass gon' drop
If you give her 10's and 20's
50's
Hoe I got plenty
Show me your titties
Sip it
Hoe I got Henny
Sipping on purple
Grimace
Coco make her drippy
I know she broke open the pound
Cause that hoe look coked out
Shut up hoe, don't gimme no mouth
Unless you bout to choke out
Petey, he just gave me this perc
I already forgot what he spoke bout
She just let a real one in the crib
I turn this bitch to a smoke house
I was just talking bout running up bands
That was some shit they don't know bout
Told that hoe, go invite all her friends
Turning the trap to a whore house
Remember that all that we had was the basement
Now we upgraded the whole house
Used to sleep on the floor now
Can't go back to my old route
Uh, uh, uh, uh
She got a big 'ol booty and it poke out
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Popped a percy, I can't calm down
Drinking sangria, tryna wine down
Got a lot of things on my mind now
Need a new watch before I time out
You took how many lines?
You bout to wild out, like
I know she broke open the pound
Cause that hoe look coked out
Shut up hoe, don't gimme no mouth
Unless you bout to choke out
Petey, he just gave me this perc
I already forgot what he spoke bout
She just let a real one in the crib
I turn this bitch to a smoke house
I got you loud like surround sound
When I take you to pound town
No, I ain't talking bout cuffing you
When I say you going downtown
Aye
Bro said the hoes on the way
I'm like, bring em in right now
High off the
Won't come down
Stick out your tongue, bout to cum now
Ain't got no patience, I get the bread
Shit, spend it the next day
I put that fire to his face
Niggas is checkmate
Niggas be dropping the ball and get mad
Shit, I'm on to the next play
I took a L, that shit ain't phase me
I just got it the next day
I'm like Brittany, Tisha, Sara, Lisa
Gimme some face
When she get on her knees
Damn this bitch got me dancing like Mase
She don't got me on her phone (what?)
She rather listen to Drake
So either she gimme the dome
This bitch gettin' erased
I know she broke open the pound
Cause that hoe look coked out
Shut up hoe, don't gimme no mouth
Unless you bout to choke out
Petey, he just gave me this perc
I already forgot what he spoke bout
She just let a real one in the crib
I turn this bitch to a smoke house
I know she broke open the pound,
Cause that hoe look coked out
Shut up hoe, don't gimme no mouth
Unless you bout to choke out
Petey, he just gave me this perc
I already forgot what he spoke bout
She just let a real one in the crib
I turn this bitch to a smoke house