Lyrics : Pradabagshawty
Music : Pradabagshawty
(Damn, Trgc made that?)
On the top of the stick it's a scope
ARP in the raincoat
I ain't tripping 'bout a bitch, get another
Know I'm having a thousand hoes
And these niggas be sweeter than cherry
Took him down, that boy down rainbow
On the back of the Glock is a button
I tap that blrttt and that nigga get rolled
Hundred rounds on me, I ain't going for nothing
I got a whip, the Durango
Know how she ****ing, my diamonds be bussing
Tired of smacking down lame hoes
Deuce in my cup, this ain't no Robitussin
Pouring up drank, think my kidney gone
**** a opp nigga sister, I'm dead wrong
I can't take her to eat, should've ate at home
Hit the stick thirty times and keep on blowing
Head tap, young nigga, keep on going
Young Prada pulling up any foreign
Double down two Glocks, Jason Bourne
Thirty-four floors up where them vibes going
Told her "Give me some head, what your mind doing?"
She keep blowing me up, ask what I'm doing
I be blowing shit up 'cause my Glock fully
On the top of the stick it's a scope
ARP in the raincoat
I ain't tripping 'bout a bitch, get another
Know I'm having a thousand hoes
And these niggas be sweeter than cherry
Took him down, that boy down rainbow
On the back of the Glock is a button
I tap that blrttt and that nigga get rolled
Hundred rounds on me, I ain't going for nothing
I got a roof where the rain go
Know how she ****ing, my diamonds be bussing
Tired of smacking down lame hoes
Deuce in my cup, this ain't no Robitussin
Pouring up drank, think my kidney gone
**** a opp nigga sister, I'm dead wrong
I can't take her to eat, should've ate at home