Flor

Bitch like, what's your deal Bae like, what you feel Pour up on my seal Tints yea they new teal Rockin ricks on real X like I wan chill Pop my bean my pill Push up and they kill Bae like swing my pole Rock her on the floor Bitch like, where my hoe Bitch like, bitch like, where my hoe Scoop my bitch like, where my hoe Two man mission, bring my bro Jump in, yeah bitch, I cannot go Stuffin my pants out the store Rockin real expensive fits Talkin' shit, you hold my blick Walk in class, get some hoe to suck my dick She like, let's go pour up more This some shit you can't afford F*ck two bitches all on tour Pull up, kick yo fuckin door Wake up, then I flex Bae like, what's next Pop up on my x Yeah, I'm pourin' for the rest Cup up full of gin Bitch, I'm goin' in for the win Pop my perc ten Close the fuckin' door Yeah, you cannot get in Swingin' with my brother Yeah, he swingin' with his pole Run my cup, check, yeah He just wear my coat Swing like, where my gals Pull my pants, yeah, I'ma ball Switch lanes, I can't take the toll Keep on talkin', drop the lo Bitch don't want no smoke K9 let it blow Smokin on this dope Freak hoe, touch her toes Yeah, I don't want you I want yo hoe And we just finna let it blow