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COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Alex Ortiz
Alex Ortiz
Letrista
Morris White
Morris White
Letrista

Letra

I came in this bitch with a Mac but I'm airing them out with the words on this page I say what I say in a certain way, nigga I just be expressing pain I used to smoke dope to cope a nigga had to hustle found a better way My baby gonna match my drip, come hop onna boat, she riding the wave WAV Spotting these niggas like UAV Tryna immitate but you ain't me That bitch tried to play me but I'm too wavy That bih driving me crazy Her name Stacy I like to fuck on her lazy That bitch gon have my babies Cause' she so crazy Finna go drop and then buy my own beemer She like how I jig tryna cop my demeanor And I love her she a lil meaner Head the meanest and pussy the pinkest Lightskin lil shorty like Jada Pinket She like how I lick it she like how I flick it She like the stroking but don't like the toking Don't hit me up we probably smoking Down to the roach watch how you approach We boujee as shit never flying coach Yeah, yeah, boujee as shit never flying coach And I'm not a coach But I put yo bitch right on the bench You in line at the club looking tense Bet you can't get in you not on the list Yo girl looked at me and spoke So I told her that I'll get her in But after that I'm gon' get in If I ain't cum then we fuckin again, matter fact We flex we flex we flex She said no sex, then who up next Already know it's Lex, he finna sign and go get a check, yeah I'm flexing on my ex, no regrets now I'm livin' the best And she really wanted the dick, but I couldn't give it to her it was a test Yeah, said my niggas all on that gas (My niggas all on that) Yeah, my niggas never in last (My niggas never) Hollup, my niggas all on that Yeah, my niggas all on that gas My niggas all on that Yeah, my niggas all on that My niggas all on that gas And these niggas can't even catch up But if you ain't first then you last Spending addiction and my niggas winning so I don't ever go out sad A nigga been all in his bag And I don't even mean to brag (Said I don't need that) I ain't even gotta boast Pour up 3 lines tell my niggas go toast I'm fuckin this hoe And that's right with my nigga so that's a pot roast (Yuh) She poppin it fast then poppin it slow She bouncin that booty right all on the pole I hop in that coupe with Jmilly da goat Niggas they hate cause they hate filled But they getting leaked still My neck be chillin like a pill for real Real percolator gon take off the seal I been on my shit so niggas know the deal Z60 skrt off no key but I peele Aye, nowadays mufuckas talking too crazy I'm off the goob so I'm driving lazy Feeling like Swae Lee cause my niggas swanging (Cause my niggas swanging) A nigga been ballin like the MVP Now all of these niggas know me
Writer(s): Morris White Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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