Suavaee - 60 Seconds Lyrics

Circle smaller than a quarter
Im doing dumb like I gotta disorder
Walk up on the scene hide yo wife and yo daughter
Got hella bitches and they coming assorted

Call up Thomas and get rid of that
Gimme some head, hollon girl text yo nigga back
Caught a body, cant say where he did it at
With that monkey business then I go silverback

Uh uh uh, cardiac
That lul bit coochie stank here getcho thotty back
Knock yo ass off turn you into a artifact
Need a gun to be tough nigga you proud of that?

Man wtf wrong this generation
Type to pick up the phone in a home invasion
Stop that texting meet me if you wanna say it
Ice on my wallet now I got some frozen bread

Shout out Aryanna thats my main hoe
Make that girl cum like the street lights came on
Nigga dancing with the devil play the same song
Need an umbrella whenever I brainstorm
Better watch the people that you pray for
Issa different wolf inside the same clothes

Might drop out of college and move out to Florida
Maybe Cali but im tired of Georgia

Pretty bitches got they feet in the sand
Closed caption boy you see what im sayin
These niggas bitches man I don't understand
Like scribble scrabble written with my left hand

Tried to try me like a mumble rapper
Im the same nigga check the before and after
Please show me the bag that you going after
Cause you can't go nowhere with a broken paddle