SSwords N 4s (feat. YhapoJJ)

YhapoJJ Hop in that coupe that mf ride I tell him shoot that boi finna slime She pop perc that bitch tryna fly She pop a zan that bitch tryna die I get pissed off pour lean on her thigh Jump in that water that mf dive Fuckin this bitch from the back break her spine I took a seat, slatt slide That lil hoe big fat fine I told her stop stop with all the lying Bae im from pluto take you to the skies Seeing all the hate see it thru the blinds Me and that hoe fucked one time Fuckin that hoe till that lil hoe cry Lessgo spin a bin fa fa fa Choppa eat his friend die die die Tellin all yo friends finna spin that bin Choppa make em cough knockin out his wind Tryna go to hell all we do is sin Sippin on that drank we dont do the gin Wake up to them problems cannot let you in 20s in my glock posted in the jeans Feelin like 50 stay wit many men Mackybo I feel like im baby cuz i hang around the 4s Please don't try i am not that guy boy you gon hit the floor Shawty all on onlyfans you don't think she give lo's Have her send that pic and we come dunk you that's a pick n roll If you gotta issue nina kiss you don't need mistletoe You know i keep this pistol if they frisk you i ain't finna go Them boys hittin corners poppin out n letting nickels blow Boy we can go to war and find out which one got the bigger poles When them hollows hit yo dawgie bet he feeling those and i hang around some zombies tell em fetch yo soul And im in the hood where anything goes Why this bitch all on my dick like she aint got no hoes Im too solid 4 E baby i can't ever fold u did me bad i'm on yo ass boy it's forever smoke p80 ghost kit is really all i tote but when we slide up on they side these glocks is not the only ghost