Shots (feat. Keyz)

Kitty wet make it drip wet wet( -Splash Don’t stop til I see ya chest kieth sweat Body shots blowing out my back with it -oou Oh you fuckin up my tracks i feel a a track slippin Oh you got a girl well she know what’s up with me You single if I want you yeah you know you stuck with me Ain’t stun what you talkin ima press the issue She sad her manz on my body yea get some tissue Body bomb face bomb yea this shit a missile Getting money is my mood, it’s all in the Hussle I don’t bang but give him blues like my name was hussle I don’t fight I grab the tool I ain’t finna tussle I’m causing havoc dropping Panties let him hit in traffic At the light getting nasty, he messing up my fabric Got em sprung off one taste this shit is everlasting 8 shots of this patron got me feeling really woosy 1 shots, 2 shots I can take it 3 shots 4 shots Getting faded 5 shots 6 shots Now I’m wasted 7 shots 8 shots I ain playin Verse 2: Bad bitch, pretty need the racks not some pennies Fully automatic with the drip not the semi Glitter I be shinning, VVS the diamond Kitty stay wet, hurricane ima drown em Cash app, bag talk, bring them racks out She mad now, her main manz is on my ass now Return em when I’m done you can catch em at the lost & found Focused on the bag I ain’t got no time to play around If you think it’s sweet I call the Guys I bet they spray some rounds Back to the party, getting wasted going gnarly Pass them 8 shots of Bacardi getting wild like the safari This a bad bitch section you ain’t make the cut, SORR