Encino (feat. Rico Suave)

Don't know how to do it Tell that bitch to keep moving This my shot, Imma shoot it, yeah I ain't thinking bout losing put my dick in her throat She keep chewing, yeah, butterfly, girl, fly away Ay, bitch, go and fly away I gotta hit that road hoe, I got another play I got a bad bitch in the bay Got her tied up on her face, now I'm running out my cack I ain't got no time to waste, 30 racks up in the safe Know, I gotta keep a Drake, let it sing like Kevin Gates, hell nah, bitch, you fake If a nigga talking down, send his ass to, heaven gates Lil' nigga hate them games, all about jugging chains Ay, running up my guap, bitch, I'm never gonna stop, hoe, let that pussy pop Cause I'm coming for the top, in the Rari bus to Knocks, member used to sell me rock, now my music finna pop, lil' nigga, you a flop All my music for my gang, bitch, I let that pistol bang In the coupe, swerving lanes, lil' hoe, f*ck that fame Lil' nigga, what you saying? No, I'm never finna change, Smoking gas with my gang, yeah, we gonna go insane Mixing lean with the Sprite, hitting licks to pass the time, another day, another dime, I got and going get what's mine Nigga, you is not my slime, nigga, why you fucking lying? Ay, why you fucking lying Yeah, we from the south, but we pull up to the north, quick Baby off the shrooms, now she laughing and she snorting I just bagged a Puerto Rican bitch, and she gorgeous Let her chill up in the section, now she feel important We be in the strips a hundred racks, we be on some poor shit, and she jealous cause I hit a friend, now she want more dick I ain't poppy to her, but I make her call me daddy, bands make her ass clap, Now we playing patty cake You can't get no loan, bitch, f*ck, I look like Sallie Mae I get all my mean shit when I go and grab the drink Opps want some smoke, but they burn out She a good girl, she took a trip with us, now she turned out, ay I be hitting hoes, you be with your gang, taking turns, now You was the man, now you at the crib, smoking sherm, now I got 'zotic bitches, call me Usher, let it burn, now I went ghosting, and went to Miami, my bitch concerned, now I be making bitches mad, but they say I'm too terrific Type a nigga, tell my bitch to grab a bitch, I'm too specific I can tell you never hoop before, cause your shooters missing, bitches mad cause I don't give them time, but I'll do attendance