BOLIDE

Pu**y wasn't bout it now he all up in his feelings I just took some syrup now my mind up in the ceiling Pu**y wasn't bout it now he all up in his feelings I just took some syrup now my mind up in the ceiling Pu**y wasn't bout it now he all up in his feelings I just took some syrup now my mind up in the ceiling He got too much money I might have to come and steal it I might beat a ni**ga up depending how I'm feeling He got too much money I might have to come and steal it I might beat a ni**ga up depending how I'm feeling He got too much money I might have to come and steal it I might beat a ni**ga up depending how I'm feeling I just walk up in the club they don't check me for my glock Bi**h I'm in here taking shots lit with stevo and pikass Meet with the plug re up I'm selling the sh*t Gram 15 400 a zip You reach my chain I'm shooting and sh*t That pistol on me but the k in the whip Bi**h keep crying and saying she missed out on love I'm like sorry that was your luck Told me she sad and needing a hug I already told you I don't give a f**k Opps just slide on my hommies its crunch time Uppin that stick and the pole its fun time Stick get to bangin you thought it was drumline I feel like Nepo I hit that bi**h one time Im crashin bout my brothers bi**h you touch them then its up Im crashin bout my brothers bi**h you touch them then its up Stick got double ds trust me it ain't finna freeze Im counting up money Shawty getting on her knees We 4 deep in a v we don't need an srt Im blessed as you can see God just been protecting me They chasing the clout pathetic Thats what makes them happy everyone synthetic They want my position but could never get it Test me ni**a ill take it They left me forsaken For your mothers sake I ain't gone leave you on the pavement ah We got glocks and dracos if you really wanna take it far Silencer don't make a sound If I miss come back around And just like a dog bi**h Imma have to put him down Leave his momma witta frown 6 Feet you up in the dirt And I hope them bullets hurt Blue cheese count up like a smurf Chase that bag I need it first Ni**a folding like a pu**y I know you don't get no pu**y And I'm running from the police Ni**as on me I'm like holy Told that ni**a Nolo hold on Rocking every show I go on Havin so much fun oh my God I don't wanna go home