Lyrics

Hoes on me
Left and right
Glock 9 put 'em out like a light
Hoes on me
Left and right
Glock 9 put 'em out like a
Hoes on me
Left and right
Glock 9 put 'em out like a light
Coupe tinted like a thief in the night
Gang on, he don't put up a fight
Fuck on your bitch, I might
Colors on me, pretty sight, it's light
What you say gang?
They'll fuck up your life
I just might make her my wife
She, she a nasty
Call that bitch Rico
I'm with Boof and we scopin' through peepholes
Come in threes like the muhfuckin' Migos
Hear my voice and now she call me "Papito"
Bktherula?
You got a MAC-11, do it come with a cooler?
Who is your jeweler?
Heard you with BDA and you the muhfuckin' trooper?
First label, I got a MAC
Fuck a 'lac, ain't no attacks
Spend the night, nah, throw that ass back
Rich dreams, turned to a stack
Chris on the keys
Why is your **** mad?
You was lookin' at me
Bounce out and beam
Black out in the studio 'cause I was gone off the lean
Hoes on me
Left and right
Glock 9 put 'em out like a light
Coupe tinted like a thief in the night
Gang on, he don't put up a fight
Fuck on your bitch, I might
Colors on me, pretty sight, it's light
What you say gang?
They'll fuck up your life
I just might make her my wife
Hoes on me
Left and right
Bitch, I'm high like a kite
Bow, bow, Elliot gon' fight
We takin' off like a flight
Fuck on your bitch, I might
Call them playas, say hi
That pussy be tight
Take 'em out like a light
Written by: Moneysetryan Bktherular
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