Hoes in this bitch
Poles in this bitch
I wore a robe in this bitch
My neck froze as it gets
Hop in a Rarri
Behind the wheel
And lose control in this bitch
I read the news the other day
They say I crashed another whip
White bitch nipple slipped
I just smashed another milf
Yeah she old but my mommy hip
I take it slow, won't hurt her hips
I make it slow, I make it drip
I listen closely, ear to lips
Cash her out, won't leave a tip
Go get some groceries for your crib
I'ma trip, yeah I know, bitch
On the jet with GOAT
In the clouds blowing smoke
Might just send this shit GLO
Wanna hit on the low, I won't tell a single soul
We could get a tiny boat in Italy, Amalfi Coast
Hand me the wheel, I'm driving her
She throw me a float, I dive in her
Now she in this bitch screaming Mafia
Like she rep Three 6 Mafia with DJ Paul at the Aria
R.I.P. Chris King, outside for ya — but he staring down, so it obvious
Can't ride with us when my nigga was still alive
These niggas ain't vibe with us, that's odd to us
So he want me to tell you pussy nigga that
Twizzy baby the snottiest
I hide the drugs, so hide ya love 'cause I don't love
Big guns, big buzz and I don't budge and
I'll shoot this bitch up on Jesus — hope God won't judge, hold up
Who really rapping like this? Nobody — what, what!
Raise the roof in a coupe same color mato soup
These rappers ass in the booth could wave the white flag but I don't truce
Mula baby bitch!
I'm in Miami, no Luke — it's Mula 'til death
And bitch I'll carry the group
And Weezy like pops, but no I ain't really his son
But somehow I inherit the fruit
I feel like the man on the moon
I'm flyer than the bride and the groom
And high off a pack of that, ohhh — I'm back in that groove
This nigga ain't really mood, I really been keeping it cool
I pop my shit, I really take hoes on a cruise
I really fuck hoes by the twos
I keep on my jewels and shoes
'Cause soon as I buss I move
I'm out my get like that nigga from coulda been — pull up and shoot
I'm standing on bizness, feeling Dru
I'm standing on bizness, now I feel new
If this was Marvel I'll be Groot, bitch
If this was the URL bitch I'll be mook, bitch
My dick in her mouth, she play like a flute
I pull that shit out, leave cum on her tooth
Hoes in this bitch
Poles in this bitch
I wore a robe in this bitch
My neck froze as it gets
Hop in a Rarri
Behind the wheel
And lose control in this bitch
I read the news the other day
They say I crashed another whip
White bitch nipple slipped
I just smashed another milf
Yeah she old but my mommy hip
I take it slow, won't hurt her hips
I make it slow, I make it drip
I listen closely, ear to lips
Cash her out, won't leave a tip
Go get some groceries for your crib
I'ma trip, yeah I know, bitch
On the jet with GOAT
In the clouds blowing smoke
Might just send this shit GLO
Wanna hit on the low, I won't tell a single soul
We could get a tiny boat in Italy, Amalfi Coast
