Karrie Underwood

Bad bitch, sittin pretty She gone f*ck and suck me good She ain’t finna ask about no money cause that’s understood My nigga in the kitchen with that white girl, Karrie Underwood Cocaine in her underwear, She act like it ain’t nothin there I’m so fulla drugs, I think I just had a heart attack In the club with my pack, I’m servin, servin back to back Plenty drink, Plenty smoke and pills, That’s how I relax Turnt up to the fuckin max, Trapping in my air max She gone do what I say cause I got her on payroll Bought herself some clothes and she brought me back a draco I get more head than halos, Shooting at your halo F*ck nigga go lay low, I’m counting up my pesos I’m the man, I’m the man, F*ck you and yo whole clan Plenty Xans, Pass em out like church fans Got the trap on lock, Make the sack breakdance Hand on my pistol cause ion like to shake hands Make sure y’all put some gold on my headstone I’m racked up, This nigga said he left his bread at home Bitch I gotta million dollar cell phone And Ima make it big if they don’t tell on me Bad bitch, sittin pretty She gone f*ck and suck me good She ain’t finna ask about no money cause that’s understood My nigga in the kitchen with that white girl, Karrie Underwood Cocaine in her underwear, She act like it ain’t nothin there Bad bitch, sittin pretty She gone f*ck and suck me good She ain’t finna ask about no money cause that’s understood My nigga in the kitchen with that white girl, Karrie Underwood Cocaine in her underwear, She act like it ain’t nothin there