(Aye Jk)
Talking 'cause he got a li'l check, I'm finna check him
He up roll, I up pole, and left his ass naked, yeah
Put that boy to sleep, this ain't a gun, this a mattress, yeah
Wait to Halloween, gon' be a ass, bitch I'm clapping, yeah,
Ugh, face bumpy, let me help you with that acne
Popped eight, ain't ate, bitch I'm happy
Never tried anal, turn around, we finna practice
Yo' King live in a pill bottle, not a castle
Bitch I'm finna bust quick, I ain't embarrassed
Boy you ain't gon' bust shit 'cause you scary
I'll put holes in them baggy ass clothes that you wearing
Call my phone asking me about a bitch, click, we sharing
You ain't never been to hell, well you here now
Aye, this party fun, cock my gun, why they clear out
I'm tripping, I done popped the f*ckin' blunt and put the pill out
My fetish, breaking bitches like a promise, make her get out, aye
Yeah, I heard yo' li'l story, I catch real bodies
You ain't shoot nobody with that shit, you still got it
Move wrong, I push yo' shit back, I couldn't be a barber
She was tryna suck my soul and sucked a pill out me, damn
Pop my bitch for talking crazy, we ain't finna argue
Bitch I'm God, give a f*ck how God feel about it
Pocket full of pills, but my stupid ass didn't bring a water
Her nigga beat the pussy up, I'm tryna beat them tonsils
Talking 'cause he got a li'l check, I'm finna check him
He up roll, I up pole, and left his ass naked, yeah
Put that boy to sleep, this ain't a gun, this a mattress, yeah
Wait to Halloween, gon' be a ass, bitch I'm clapping, yeah,
Ugh, face bumpy, let me help you with that acne
Popped eight, ain't ate, bitch I'm happy
Never tried anal, turn around, we finna practice
Yo' King live in a pill bottle, not a castle
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(Aye Jk)
Talking 'cause he got a li'l check, I'm finna check him
He up roll, I up pole, and left his ass naked, yeah
Put that boy to sleep, this ain't a gun, this a mattress, yeah
Wait to Halloween, gon' be a ass, bitch I'm clapping, yeah,
Ugh, face bumpy, let me help you with that acne
Popped eight, ain't ate, bitch I'm happy
Never tried anal, turn around, we finna practice
Yo' King live in a pill bottle, not a castle
Bitch I'm finna bust quick, I ain't embarrassed
Boy you ain't gon' bust shit 'cause you scary
I'll put holes in them baggy ass clothes that you wearing
Call my phone asking me about a bitch, click, we sharing
You ain't never been to hell, well you here now
Aye, this party fun, cock my gun, why they clear out
I'm tripping, I done popped the f*ckin' blunt and put the pill out
My fetish, breaking bitches like a promise, make her get out, aye
Yeah, I heard yo' li'l story, I catch real bodies
You ain't shoot nobody with that shit, you still got it
Move wrong, I push yo' shit back, I couldn't be a barber
She was tryna suck my soul and sucked a pill out me, damn
Pop my bitch for talking crazy, we ain't finna argue
Bitch I'm God, give a f*ck how God feel about it
Pocket full of pills, but my stupid ass didn't bring a water
Her nigga beat the pussy up, I'm tryna beat them tonsils
Talking 'cause he got a li'l check, I'm finna check him
He up roll, I up pole, and left his ass naked, yeah
Put that boy to sleep, this ain't a gun, this a mattress, yeah
Wait to Halloween, gon' be a ass, bitch I'm clapping, yeah,
Ugh, face bumpy, let me help you with that acne
Popped eight, ain't ate, bitch I'm happy
Never tried anal, turn around, we finna practice
Yo' King live in a pill bottle, not a castle
Talking 'cause he got a li'l check, I'm finna check him
He up roll, I up pole, and left his ass naked, yeah
Put that boy to sleep, this ain't a gun, this a mattress, yeah
Wait to Halloween, gon' be a ass, bitch I'm clapping, yeah,
Ugh, face bumpy, let me help you with that acne
Popped eight, ain't ate, bitch I'm happy
Never tried anal, turn around, we finna practice
Yo' King live in a pill bottle, not a castle
Bitch I'm finna bust quick, I ain't embarrassed
Boy you ain't gon' bust shit 'cause you scary
I'll put holes in them baggy ass clothes that you wearing
Call my phone asking me about a bitch, click, we sharing
You ain't never been to hell, well you here now
Aye, this party fun, cock my gun, why they clear out
I'm tripping, I done popped the f*ckin' blunt and put the pill out
My fetish, breaking bitches like a promise, make her get out, aye
Yeah, I heard yo' li'l story, I catch real bodies
You ain't shoot nobody with that shit, you still got it
Move wrong, I push yo' shit back, I couldn't be a barber
She was tryna suck my soul and sucked a pill out me, damn
Pop my bitch for talking crazy, we ain't finna argue
Bitch I'm God, give a f*ck how God feel about it
Pocket full of pills, but my stupid ass didn't bring a water
Her nigga beat the pussy up, I'm tryna beat them tonsils
Talking 'cause he got a li'l check, I'm finna check him
He up roll, I up pole, and left his ass naked, yeah
Put that boy to sleep, this ain't a gun, this a mattress, yeah
Wait to Halloween, gon' be a ass, bitch I'm clapping, yeah,
Ugh, face bumpy, let me help you with that acne
Popped eight, ain't ate, bitch I'm happy
Never tried anal, turn around, we finna practice
Yo' King live in a pill bottle, not a castle
Writer: CEDRIC MCCLAIN JR.
Copyright: Lyrics © TRACK BANDITZ ENT.
Copyright: Lyrics © TRACK BANDITZ ENT.