Ha
Oh, this shit all off the dome, if you ain't mothaf*ckin' know
Ha
I'm in the trap with the vibes
Better pull that shit up bitch I only want mind
Got niggas out lurkin' they don't come inside
Two door Maybach come take a ride
Air Force One, bitch I need me a flight
My clip had twelve, changed it up like Dwight
What's really outta mind outta sight
Imma pull up in all black, no Dark Knight
In the streets I'm official
Glock nineteen on my lap finna blow like a whistle
I kicked her don't miss her
She had her lips on my dick, only thing that was kissing
I was down had to get it
I bought me a bag, never left out the kitchen
She bad, detention
I don't know her name but I know her intention
When I slid the van door back he got hit
He looked all scared when I pulled out the stick
With a dick, I keep at least thirty round clips
Don't aim when I shoot got enough in this bitch
Get this bitch out the way, why she steady be calling?
Got haters on my dick imma keep ballin'
I left the bank with a fifty, I'm starting
Then I shot my shot with that bitch like I'm Harden
He switched it up, how did he get so fluent?
Got two Asian bitches on me and they chewing
Niggas down bad, why they talking 'bout suing?
I hit his bitch, and recorded and looped it
Now he looking sick, but watch what you doing
You hang with rats and I'm moving with shooters
That boy he gonna be tough on computers
Imma pull up with big titties like Hooters
I need a lighter it's gone' get my life right
This my night, I can not miss with this eyesight
You out here ballin', I call you Pachulia
I left them Asians I dropped 'em for Julia
Damn man it's crazy the vibe that they feel
I don't feel a vibe only feeling the steel
That Glock got pickle, you knowing the deal
We paint his whole block after that we gone' peel
Bitch I need excitement
I carry the strap like "Yo bro, where that dike went?"
I ain't gonna fight it
Got shooters with me they gone' strike more than lightning
Piping, we just do that when we vibin'
Slidin', we don't do internet typing
We don't get in if there's mileage
Bro poppin' them perks, he gone' fly with the pilot
I'm in the trap with the vibes
Better pull that shit up bitch I only want mind
Got niggas out lurkin' they don't come inside
Two door Maybach come take a ride
Air Force One, bitch I need me a flight
My clip had twelve, changed it up like Dwight
What's really outta mind outta sight
Imma pull up in all black, no Dark Knight
In the streets I'm official
Glock nineteen on my lap finna blow like a whistle
I kicked her don't miss her
She had her lips on my dick, only thing that was kissing
I was down had to get it
I bought me a bag, never left out the kitchen
She bad, detention
I don't know her name but I know her intention
They probably want me to go for another sixteen
But I'm here to talk my shit
Shaq and Kobe the hottest f*ckin' tape out
Bouta f*ckin' drop, y'all better get ready
Yeah
Yeah
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Ha
Oh, this shit all off the dome, if you ain't mothaf*ckin' know
Ha
I'm in the trap with the vibes
Better pull that shit up bitch I only want mind
Got niggas out lurkin' they don't come inside
Two door Maybach come take a ride
Air Force One, bitch I need me a flight
My clip had twelve, changed it up like Dwight
What's really outta mind outta sight
Imma pull up in all black, no Dark Knight
In the streets I'm official
Glock nineteen on my lap finna blow like a whistle
I kicked her don't miss her
She had her lips on my dick, only thing that was kissing
I was down had to get it
I bought me a bag, never left out the kitchen
She bad, detention
I don't know her name but I know her intention
When I slid the van door back he got hit
He looked all scared when I pulled out the stick
With a dick, I keep at least thirty round clips
Don't aim when I shoot got enough in this bitch
Get this bitch out the way, why she steady be calling?
Got haters on my dick imma keep ballin'
I left the bank with a fifty, I'm starting
Then I shot my shot with that bitch like I'm Harden
He switched it up, how did he get so fluent?
Got two Asian bitches on me and they chewing
Niggas down bad, why they talking 'bout suing?
I hit his bitch, and recorded and looped it
Now he looking sick, but watch what you doing
You hang with rats and I'm moving with shooters
That boy he gonna be tough on computers
Imma pull up with big titties like Hooters
I need a lighter it's gone' get my life right
This my night, I can not miss with this eyesight
You out here ballin', I call you Pachulia
I left them Asians I dropped 'em for Julia
Damn man it's crazy the vibe that they feel
I don't feel a vibe only feeling the steel
That Glock got pickle, you knowing the deal
We paint his whole block after that we gone' peel
Bitch I need excitement
I carry the strap like "Yo bro, where that dike went?"
I ain't gonna fight it
Got shooters with me they gone' strike more than lightning
Piping, we just do that when we vibin'
Slidin', we don't do internet typing
We don't get in if there's mileage
Bro poppin' them perks, he gone' fly with the pilot
I'm in the trap with the vibes
Better pull that shit up bitch I only want mind
Got niggas out lurkin' they don't come inside
Two door Maybach come take a ride
Air Force One, bitch I need me a flight
My clip had twelve, changed it up like Dwight
What's really outta mind outta sight
Imma pull up in all black, no Dark Knight
In the streets I'm official
Glock nineteen on my lap finna blow like a whistle
I kicked her don't miss her
She had her lips on my dick, only thing that was kissing
I was down had to get it
I bought me a bag, never left out the kitchen
She bad, detention
I don't know her name but I know her intention
They probably want me to go for another sixteen
But I'm here to talk my shit
Shaq and Kobe the hottest f*ckin' tape out
Bouta f*ckin' drop, y'all better get ready
Yeah
Yeah
Oh, this shit all off the dome, if you ain't mothaf*ckin' know
Ha
I'm in the trap with the vibes
Better pull that shit up bitch I only want mind
Got niggas out lurkin' they don't come inside
Two door Maybach come take a ride
Air Force One, bitch I need me a flight
My clip had twelve, changed it up like Dwight
What's really outta mind outta sight
Imma pull up in all black, no Dark Knight
In the streets I'm official
Glock nineteen on my lap finna blow like a whistle
I kicked her don't miss her
She had her lips on my dick, only thing that was kissing
I was down had to get it
I bought me a bag, never left out the kitchen
She bad, detention
I don't know her name but I know her intention
When I slid the van door back he got hit
He looked all scared when I pulled out the stick
With a dick, I keep at least thirty round clips
Don't aim when I shoot got enough in this bitch
Get this bitch out the way, why she steady be calling?
Got haters on my dick imma keep ballin'
I left the bank with a fifty, I'm starting
Then I shot my shot with that bitch like I'm Harden
He switched it up, how did he get so fluent?
Got two Asian bitches on me and they chewing
Niggas down bad, why they talking 'bout suing?
I hit his bitch, and recorded and looped it
Now he looking sick, but watch what you doing
You hang with rats and I'm moving with shooters
That boy he gonna be tough on computers
Imma pull up with big titties like Hooters
I need a lighter it's gone' get my life right
This my night, I can not miss with this eyesight
You out here ballin', I call you Pachulia
I left them Asians I dropped 'em for Julia
Damn man it's crazy the vibe that they feel
I don't feel a vibe only feeling the steel
That Glock got pickle, you knowing the deal
We paint his whole block after that we gone' peel
Bitch I need excitement
I carry the strap like "Yo bro, where that dike went?"
I ain't gonna fight it
Got shooters with me they gone' strike more than lightning
Piping, we just do that when we vibin'
Slidin', we don't do internet typing
We don't get in if there's mileage
Bro poppin' them perks, he gone' fly with the pilot
I'm in the trap with the vibes
Better pull that shit up bitch I only want mind
Got niggas out lurkin' they don't come inside
Two door Maybach come take a ride
Air Force One, bitch I need me a flight
My clip had twelve, changed it up like Dwight
What's really outta mind outta sight
Imma pull up in all black, no Dark Knight
In the streets I'm official
Glock nineteen on my lap finna blow like a whistle
I kicked her don't miss her
She had her lips on my dick, only thing that was kissing
I was down had to get it
I bought me a bag, never left out the kitchen
She bad, detention
I don't know her name but I know her intention
They probably want me to go for another sixteen
But I'm here to talk my shit
Shaq and Kobe the hottest f*ckin' tape out
Bouta f*ckin' drop, y'all better get ready
Yeah
Yeah
Writer: Brandon Puckett
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid