Zxnseii ! - Prada Lyrics

Hanging up the phone on bro he told me one love
F*ck having all them hoes I really need like one love
We really flyer than then them birds it ain't just one dove
She tryna f*ck for like 10 rounds but I got one glove
Damn like where the other nine
Chiropractic with your bitch she made me break her spine
Can't be moving around them niggas they ain't on my time
She in the party getting lit she tryna sniff some lines
Told the little hoe to chill out
She ordered too much on the menu bring the bill out
The gang really playing with them tools bring the drill out
Ima geek for them M's bring the mill out
I got crosses on my jeans used to rock that GAP
I put a bullet through his dental f*cking up his gap
Ain't trusting nothing on the net cause bro that shit be cap
You catch a shot for tryna lie for niggas in your rap
K3 gonna pop up out that cut with the mask on
Pussy nigga with the chop like who you gonna blast on
I got this one bad bitch cannot pass on
Man he got hella fake chains putting glass on
Bro I'm not a waffle guy I like pancakes
My nigga Don on the field catching pancakes
It's a two man with one nigga bro my mans late
Man this meal dumb exquisite eating lamb-steak
Bet you ain't never heard of that
Crime scene all in the bed yea I murder that
Put this dick all on a plate yea I serve her that
Bought a bag for the shordy yea I purda that
Aye bitch I mean prada
She tryna move around the gang she can't get nada
3MW up in the spot yea we top shottas
We celebrate like everyday gotta pop collars
Her booty look hella munchable
School food was hella ass I want lunchables
I cannot lie bro his face looking punchable
She steady geeking off them perks is she functional
Like yo I had to ask her is she OK
She told me put the casa down we sipping rosé
Cousin Pabon up in the building shoutout Jose
I ain't tripping give a f*ck about what a hoe say