I'm picking baby up
She hoppin in
And sucking nuts
Gripping on the steering wheel
Bout to bust a nut
Quick had to turn out
Eyes looking at me like
Can we please go rounds
She loving the sound of my
Lips smacking on them titties
Yeah I know you like that
She Pisces so that
Pussy must be hella wet
I bend her back and tap that ass
Now I'm on my way
Mind always on a
Cute little piggy bank
She real speedy wit it
Always ya boi
Jock
Cause and effect
When your game coming
Top notch
Nothing like them other Suckas
Chrip chrip cops
I don't even need to say it
You can ask the block
I don't understand
I don't understand
I don't understand
I lace my shoes
Took a breath
Coochie stuck on my mind
Quick to shake it
Big bread
Add the bacon
Here's a apron
Making all the shots
I'm taken
Took a fatass hit
Now I'm looking native
Seen green text
Thought about what next
Sitting in the driver seat
Hella perplexed
Gotta get the money baby
Ain't no time to play
Sunny but I'm in the shade
And living out the way
I'm feeling like the Mac
I grab the mic
And hit the track
Every time I'm spitting baby
I'm really spittin facts
Rappin like I'm living it
Only chasing cash
Shots from deep
They sleep
Only heard a splash
I'm flowing the like the breeze
She getting on her knees
She getting in between me
And the cheese
I want the cheddar
Mary Jane
And that guapoline
She said ain't you jsqueeze
I said yeah that's me
I don't understand
I don't understand
I don't understand
I bend the corner
Now ya boi's
On the 6 double o
Lincoln St
Lunaman
Always spitting a flow
Calistrophic
Bad moon
Spittin comets
Lifestyle
Like socket it to my pocket
Flashbacks
When I was whipping that camery
Tinted ass windows
Ghost riding I'm hyphy
Driving hella fast
Like it's back in 09 B
I hit the street
Smoking tree
All in a white tee
I'm stuey wit it
Coming ragooeey wit it
Saucey
Big dog
Yeah I'm flossing
With the Hennessy
I wouldn't put it past me
Ya boy was living was crazy
Fast paced
In some Nikes
Now I'm big chilling
By the beach
Wit a Latina
My game cleaner
Funky
Like paint thinnner
I'm coming in
Praying hard
Like a big sinner
I played it smooth
Coming in like I'm supposed too
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I'm picking baby up
She hoppin in
And sucking nuts
Gripping on the steering wheel
Bout to bust a nut
Quick had to turn out
Eyes looking at me like
Can we please go rounds
She loving the sound of my
Lips smacking on them titties
Yeah I know you like that
She Pisces so that
Pussy must be hella wet
I bend her back and tap that ass
Now I'm on my way
Mind always on a
Cute little piggy bank
She real speedy wit it
Always ya boi
Jock
Cause and effect
When your game coming
Top notch
Nothing like them other Suckas
Chrip chrip cops
I don't even need to say it
You can ask the block
I don't understand
I don't understand
I don't understand
I lace my shoes
Took a breath
Coochie stuck on my mind
Quick to shake it
Big bread
Add the bacon
Here's a apron
Making all the shots
I'm taken
Took a fatass hit
Now I'm looking native
Seen green text
Thought about what next
Sitting in the driver seat
Hella perplexed
Gotta get the money baby
Ain't no time to play
Sunny but I'm in the shade
And living out the way
I'm feeling like the Mac
I grab the mic
And hit the track
Every time I'm spitting baby
I'm really spittin facts
Rappin like I'm living it
Only chasing cash
Shots from deep
They sleep
Only heard a splash
I'm flowing the like the breeze
She getting on her knees
She getting in between me
And the cheese
I want the cheddar
Mary Jane
And that guapoline
She said ain't you jsqueeze
I said yeah that's me
I don't understand
I don't understand
I don't understand
I bend the corner
Now ya boi's
On the 6 double o
Lincoln St
Lunaman
Always spitting a flow
Calistrophic
Bad moon
Spittin comets
Lifestyle
Like socket it to my pocket
Flashbacks
When I was whipping that camery
Tinted ass windows
Ghost riding I'm hyphy
Driving hella fast
Like it's back in 09 B
I hit the street
Smoking tree
All in a white tee
I'm stuey wit it
Coming ragooeey wit it
Saucey
Big dog
Yeah I'm flossing
With the Hennessy
I wouldn't put it past me
Ya boy was living was crazy
Fast paced
In some Nikes
Now I'm big chilling
By the beach
Wit a Latina
My game cleaner
Funky
Like paint thinnner
I'm coming in
Praying hard
Like a big sinner
I played it smooth
Coming in like I'm supposed too
She hoppin in
And sucking nuts
Gripping on the steering wheel
Bout to bust a nut
Quick had to turn out
Eyes looking at me like
Can we please go rounds
She loving the sound of my
Lips smacking on them titties
Yeah I know you like that
She Pisces so that
Pussy must be hella wet
I bend her back and tap that ass
Now I'm on my way
Mind always on a
Cute little piggy bank
She real speedy wit it
Always ya boi
Jock
Cause and effect
When your game coming
Top notch
Nothing like them other Suckas
Chrip chrip cops
I don't even need to say it
You can ask the block
I don't understand
I don't understand
I don't understand
I lace my shoes
Took a breath
Coochie stuck on my mind
Quick to shake it
Big bread
Add the bacon
Here's a apron
Making all the shots
I'm taken
Took a fatass hit
Now I'm looking native
Seen green text
Thought about what next
Sitting in the driver seat
Hella perplexed
Gotta get the money baby
Ain't no time to play
Sunny but I'm in the shade
And living out the way
I'm feeling like the Mac
I grab the mic
And hit the track
Every time I'm spitting baby
I'm really spittin facts
Rappin like I'm living it
Only chasing cash
Shots from deep
They sleep
Only heard a splash
I'm flowing the like the breeze
She getting on her knees
She getting in between me
And the cheese
I want the cheddar
Mary Jane
And that guapoline
She said ain't you jsqueeze
I said yeah that's me
I don't understand
I don't understand
I don't understand
I bend the corner
Now ya boi's
On the 6 double o
Lincoln St
Lunaman
Always spitting a flow
Calistrophic
Bad moon
Spittin comets
Lifestyle
Like socket it to my pocket
Flashbacks
When I was whipping that camery
Tinted ass windows
Ghost riding I'm hyphy
Driving hella fast
Like it's back in 09 B
I hit the street
Smoking tree
All in a white tee
I'm stuey wit it
Coming ragooeey wit it
Saucey
Big dog
Yeah I'm flossing
With the Hennessy
I wouldn't put it past me
Ya boy was living was crazy
Fast paced
In some Nikes
Now I'm big chilling
By the beach
Wit a Latina
My game cleaner
Funky
Like paint thinnner
I'm coming in
Praying hard
Like a big sinner
I played it smooth
Coming in like I'm supposed too
Writer: Justin Quiroz
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid