Wanna crib wanna coop
Doors up f*ck a roof
Load it cock it back and shoot body bag changing suits
Niggas broke bitches cool, heart colder than my jewels
F*ck 12 f*ck the rules cause momma didn't raise no fool
My super flow super cool got a silenced 30 super smooth
We ain't loving hoes love them hoes and they trained to hoe we trained to go
Pmoking Amber kush no amber rose but my bitch thick like
Amber rose niggas want beef just sell your soul one Phone call clips explode
Wanna mazi wanna Beamer wrist frozen Aquafina still smoking on the meanest
Rolling like I'm rollie fingers/my Shorty reppin Villside got a couple goons that be on Seaver
Yeah I'm hot shit hot shit now these bitches got Santoro fever
Be collecting money on my leisure blood on the bottom of my sneakers
Name hold weight like Mona Lisa I'm full of myself don't need a feature
I ain't pillow talking with you neither bullet passes to your wide receiver
I be flooding shit like its Katrina my shorty wet like its Katrina
I'm icy'd up sherbert
Forgiattos skrt skrt
Bumping super sayain uzi vert CGE the gang we always turnt
Yeah we turnt up turnt up all the backwoods burnt Up
Wanna sip sumthin pour sum I'm the hottest nigga sure nuff
All these niggas do is talk and bluff it won't take too long to f*ck you up
I ain't never sleep im always up kissin pink and smoking purple stuff
Don't act like you ain't heard or sum all my niggas
Tryna murder sum treat the game like its the purge or sum flip a Body like a bird or sum
I be balling Allen Iverson I be dipping till the tires done
I be dripping steady saucing son from New York I ain't from Boston son
But the gang reside Boston son so I'm throwing 3s with crosses son
And we draw the line don't cross us son
If that 40 bang you better run
Like run forest run forest you ain't got one get a gun forest
Cause you probably need a gun for us we be whacking Shit for fun forest
Smoking on tyrannosaurus heard your bitch in love of course
Rarely ever show remorse never sober stay off course
Catch me in a Porsche skkrrt
Spade Santoro - China White Lyrics
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Wanna crib wanna coop
Doors up f*ck a roof
Load it cock it back and shoot body bag changing suits
Niggas broke bitches cool, heart colder than my jewels
F*ck 12 f*ck the rules cause momma didn't raise no fool
My super flow super cool got a silenced 30 super smooth
We ain't loving hoes love them hoes and they trained to hoe we trained to go
Pmoking Amber kush no amber rose but my bitch thick like
Amber rose niggas want beef just sell your soul one Phone call clips explode
Wanna mazi wanna Beamer wrist frozen Aquafina still smoking on the meanest
Rolling like I'm rollie fingers/my Shorty reppin Villside got a couple goons that be on Seaver
Yeah I'm hot shit hot shit now these bitches got Santoro fever
Be collecting money on my leisure blood on the bottom of my sneakers
Name hold weight like Mona Lisa I'm full of myself don't need a feature
I ain't pillow talking with you neither bullet passes to your wide receiver
I be flooding shit like its Katrina my shorty wet like its Katrina
I'm icy'd up sherbert
Forgiattos skrt skrt
Bumping super sayain uzi vert CGE the gang we always turnt
Yeah we turnt up turnt up all the backwoods burnt Up
Wanna sip sumthin pour sum I'm the hottest nigga sure nuff
All these niggas do is talk and bluff it won't take too long to f*ck you up
I ain't never sleep im always up kissin pink and smoking purple stuff
Don't act like you ain't heard or sum all my niggas
Tryna murder sum treat the game like its the purge or sum flip a Body like a bird or sum
I be balling Allen Iverson I be dipping till the tires done
I be dripping steady saucing son from New York I ain't from Boston son
But the gang reside Boston son so I'm throwing 3s with crosses son
And we draw the line don't cross us son
If that 40 bang you better run
Like run forest run forest you ain't got one get a gun forest
Cause you probably need a gun for us we be whacking Shit for fun forest
Smoking on tyrannosaurus heard your bitch in love of course
Rarely ever show remorse never sober stay off course
Catch me in a Porsche skkrrt
Doors up f*ck a roof
Load it cock it back and shoot body bag changing suits
Niggas broke bitches cool, heart colder than my jewels
F*ck 12 f*ck the rules cause momma didn't raise no fool
My super flow super cool got a silenced 30 super smooth
We ain't loving hoes love them hoes and they trained to hoe we trained to go
Pmoking Amber kush no amber rose but my bitch thick like
Amber rose niggas want beef just sell your soul one Phone call clips explode
Wanna mazi wanna Beamer wrist frozen Aquafina still smoking on the meanest
Rolling like I'm rollie fingers/my Shorty reppin Villside got a couple goons that be on Seaver
Yeah I'm hot shit hot shit now these bitches got Santoro fever
Be collecting money on my leisure blood on the bottom of my sneakers
Name hold weight like Mona Lisa I'm full of myself don't need a feature
I ain't pillow talking with you neither bullet passes to your wide receiver
I be flooding shit like its Katrina my shorty wet like its Katrina
I'm icy'd up sherbert
Forgiattos skrt skrt
Bumping super sayain uzi vert CGE the gang we always turnt
Yeah we turnt up turnt up all the backwoods burnt Up
Wanna sip sumthin pour sum I'm the hottest nigga sure nuff
All these niggas do is talk and bluff it won't take too long to f*ck you up
I ain't never sleep im always up kissin pink and smoking purple stuff
Don't act like you ain't heard or sum all my niggas
Tryna murder sum treat the game like its the purge or sum flip a Body like a bird or sum
I be balling Allen Iverson I be dipping till the tires done
I be dripping steady saucing son from New York I ain't from Boston son
But the gang reside Boston son so I'm throwing 3s with crosses son
And we draw the line don't cross us son
If that 40 bang you better run
Like run forest run forest you ain't got one get a gun forest
Cause you probably need a gun for us we be whacking Shit for fun forest
Smoking on tyrannosaurus heard your bitch in love of course
Rarely ever show remorse never sober stay off course
Catch me in a Porsche skkrrt
Writer: Dequan Brown
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid