I can smell, taste, and feel the green I got bad bitches pullin' up at three
Make that bitch come get on her knees When I'm done, baby, yeah, you can leave
I keep sippin' drink, cause I like how it taste Got a bad bitch comin' to my place
We can chill, we can f*ck, gimme face Smokin' gas and you cannot get a taste
Rule number one is always put your trust in God Rule number two, don't f*ck with bitches with good bods
A fat ass and pretty face can't raise your child I need a bitch who gon' love me and hold it down
Against all odds, bet against me, I'm still goin' up In the club with this bad bitch, po me up
Ain't never need security, I keep my pole tucked And bitch don't say you love me if you can't even show me none
Can't even show me none, you ain't show me none Yeah, I thought that you was real, but you just like the rest
I can smell, taste, and feel the green I got bad bitches pullin' up at three
Make that bitch come get on her knees When I'm done, baby, yeah, you can leave
I keep sippin' drink, cause I like how it taste Got a bad bitch comin' to my place
We can chill, we can f*ck, gimme face Smokin' gas and you cannot get a taste
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I can smell, taste, and feel the green I got bad bitches pullin' up at three
Make that bitch come get on her knees When I'm done, baby, yeah, you can leave
I keep sippin' drink, cause I like how it taste Got a bad bitch comin' to my place
We can chill, we can f*ck, gimme face Smokin' gas and you cannot get a taste
Rule number one is always put your trust in God Rule number two, don't f*ck with bitches with good bods
A fat ass and pretty face can't raise your child I need a bitch who gon' love me and hold it down
Against all odds, bet against me, I'm still goin' up In the club with this bad bitch, po me up
Ain't never need security, I keep my pole tucked And bitch don't say you love me if you can't even show me none
Can't even show me none, you ain't show me none Yeah, I thought that you was real, but you just like the rest
I can smell, taste, and feel the green I got bad bitches pullin' up at three
Make that bitch come get on her knees When I'm done, baby, yeah, you can leave
I keep sippin' drink, cause I like how it taste Got a bad bitch comin' to my place
We can chill, we can f*ck, gimme face Smokin' gas and you cannot get a taste
Make that bitch come get on her knees When I'm done, baby, yeah, you can leave
I keep sippin' drink, cause I like how it taste Got a bad bitch comin' to my place
We can chill, we can f*ck, gimme face Smokin' gas and you cannot get a taste
Rule number one is always put your trust in God Rule number two, don't f*ck with bitches with good bods
A fat ass and pretty face can't raise your child I need a bitch who gon' love me and hold it down
Against all odds, bet against me, I'm still goin' up In the club with this bad bitch, po me up
Ain't never need security, I keep my pole tucked And bitch don't say you love me if you can't even show me none
Can't even show me none, you ain't show me none Yeah, I thought that you was real, but you just like the rest
I can smell, taste, and feel the green I got bad bitches pullin' up at three
Make that bitch come get on her knees When I'm done, baby, yeah, you can leave
I keep sippin' drink, cause I like how it taste Got a bad bitch comin' to my place
We can chill, we can f*ck, gimme face Smokin' gas and you cannot get a taste
Writer: Adrian Molina
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