(cmon)
(18s, 18s)
You could get the f*ck if you ain't talkin bout no paper
I been shittin' on my opps and I been ballin on my haters
He stressin' bout a new hoe, he like, "Where I'm bout to take her?"
You know I got 30 different bitches, keep some different flavors
Shit, I'm Raw as hell, I'm finna roll a paper
Could serve it with no scale, when you want it, now or later?
Step on it till it's pale, this shit damn near look like Vapor
Was fat but now I'm frail, so when it's cold I get to shakin'
Tell her to pop out with me, she a bad bitch, bad habits
I got ashes on a $1500 Tee, tragic
Might disappear like magic, got bitches like I'm magic
F*ck boy don't want no static, up switchy and I'm spazzin
Let it clap
You my opp, you gotta die, and that's a fact
Leave out the crib and I'm rockin' all black (black)
Load up my stick, cause I'm takin' my strap (strap)
Beam on my blick, point that bitch at yo' hat (hat)
Feds on my tail, I ain't breakin', hit the gas
If I got a bail, then I'm comin' home fast
Bad bitch, ass fat, let me smash
Do the dash in the scat, I might crash (oh my god)
She on my dick, but I'm just focused on the cash
Nigga, keep your opinion 'fore you, get left in the grass
Crashouts surround me, one call, they pull up like the Flash
I done had it with you f*ck niggas, Instagram acting tough niggas
Shouts out to the raq, we finna see if you can duck switches
Car-Car-Cardiac attack, his heart stopped when I upped blicky
Jeans over fat, I'm lookin' stupid, tryna tuck 50
Rock out with Big Chop, and it's not semi
Unky sippin', he won't stop, he got a dead kidney
Hit his bitch with back shots, cause his name Ricky
And he was all on Instagram, tryna f*ckin' diss me
I ain't trippin', cause my paper go the long way
Front me a bow, it's in good hands, like I'm Allstate
Ask about me in the scams, I went All-State
Niggas be bitches takin' chicken off their dog plate
Try with me tonight, I ain't gon' let you see the light of day
You could cancel Christmas, you gon' have to say goodbye today
Cooling kit on chopper, I won't let this bitch get hot today
Did it by my lonely, bitch, I'm bumpin' Speaker Knock today
pink18s - This Is Literally An Experiment Lyrics
pink18s - This Is Literally An Experiment Lyrics
Official
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
English
(cmon)
(18s, 18s)
You could get the f*ck if you ain't talkin bout no paper
I been shittin' on my opps and I been ballin on my haters
He stressin' bout a new hoe, he like, "Where I'm bout to take her?"
You know I got 30 different bitches, keep some different flavors
Shit, I'm Raw as hell, I'm finna roll a paper
Could serve it with no scale, when you want it, now or later?
Step on it till it's pale, this shit damn near look like Vapor
Was fat but now I'm frail, so when it's cold I get to shakin'
Tell her to pop out with me, she a bad bitch, bad habits
I got ashes on a $1500 Tee, tragic
Might disappear like magic, got bitches like I'm magic
F*ck boy don't want no static, up switchy and I'm spazzin
Let it clap
You my opp, you gotta die, and that's a fact
Leave out the crib and I'm rockin' all black (black)
Load up my stick, cause I'm takin' my strap (strap)
Beam on my blick, point that bitch at yo' hat (hat)
Feds on my tail, I ain't breakin', hit the gas
If I got a bail, then I'm comin' home fast
Bad bitch, ass fat, let me smash
Do the dash in the scat, I might crash (oh my god)
She on my dick, but I'm just focused on the cash
Nigga, keep your opinion 'fore you, get left in the grass
Crashouts surround me, one call, they pull up like the Flash
I done had it with you f*ck niggas, Instagram acting tough niggas
Shouts out to the raq, we finna see if you can duck switches
Car-Car-Cardiac attack, his heart stopped when I upped blicky
Jeans over fat, I'm lookin' stupid, tryna tuck 50
Rock out with Big Chop, and it's not semi
Unky sippin', he won't stop, he got a dead kidney
Hit his bitch with back shots, cause his name Ricky
And he was all on Instagram, tryna f*ckin' diss me
I ain't trippin', cause my paper go the long way
Front me a bow, it's in good hands, like I'm Allstate
Ask about me in the scams, I went All-State
Niggas be bitches takin' chicken off their dog plate
Try with me tonight, I ain't gon' let you see the light of day
You could cancel Christmas, you gon' have to say goodbye today
Cooling kit on chopper, I won't let this bitch get hot today
Did it by my lonely, bitch, I'm bumpin' Speaker Knock today
(18s, 18s)
You could get the f*ck if you ain't talkin bout no paper
I been shittin' on my opps and I been ballin on my haters
He stressin' bout a new hoe, he like, "Where I'm bout to take her?"
You know I got 30 different bitches, keep some different flavors
Shit, I'm Raw as hell, I'm finna roll a paper
Could serve it with no scale, when you want it, now or later?
Step on it till it's pale, this shit damn near look like Vapor
Was fat but now I'm frail, so when it's cold I get to shakin'
Tell her to pop out with me, she a bad bitch, bad habits
I got ashes on a $1500 Tee, tragic
Might disappear like magic, got bitches like I'm magic
F*ck boy don't want no static, up switchy and I'm spazzin
Let it clap
You my opp, you gotta die, and that's a fact
Leave out the crib and I'm rockin' all black (black)
Load up my stick, cause I'm takin' my strap (strap)
Beam on my blick, point that bitch at yo' hat (hat)
Feds on my tail, I ain't breakin', hit the gas
If I got a bail, then I'm comin' home fast
Bad bitch, ass fat, let me smash
Do the dash in the scat, I might crash (oh my god)
She on my dick, but I'm just focused on the cash
Nigga, keep your opinion 'fore you, get left in the grass
Crashouts surround me, one call, they pull up like the Flash
I done had it with you f*ck niggas, Instagram acting tough niggas
Shouts out to the raq, we finna see if you can duck switches
Car-Car-Cardiac attack, his heart stopped when I upped blicky
Jeans over fat, I'm lookin' stupid, tryna tuck 50
Rock out with Big Chop, and it's not semi
Unky sippin', he won't stop, he got a dead kidney
Hit his bitch with back shots, cause his name Ricky
And he was all on Instagram, tryna f*ckin' diss me
I ain't trippin', cause my paper go the long way
Front me a bow, it's in good hands, like I'm Allstate
Ask about me in the scams, I went All-State
Niggas be bitches takin' chicken off their dog plate
Try with me tonight, I ain't gon' let you see the light of day
You could cancel Christmas, you gon' have to say goodbye today
Cooling kit on chopper, I won't let this bitch get hot today
Did it by my lonely, bitch, I'm bumpin' Speaker Knock today
Writer: Brandin Wyley
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid