Lyrics: Dayveon Bowden
Music: Dayveon Bowden/GoCrazyTonee/YoBosco/Kenneth Bostic/Antonio morgan
ZL1 that Motor so fast you can’t even catch it
If it’s a problem just like a fit I’ll address it
She calling from Houston cus i ain’t even get her texts
Them glocks is useless i gotta find me a new weapon
Perc kicked in gotta hit a lil b***h in that restroom
Sonning these niggas round me like they was my nephew
B***h keep rubbing my chest like we at Je Ju
Put a fork inside that p***y I’m tryna taste you
That hoe first name it milk
Tryna shake that hoe till she melt
I done did this shit by my self
Gotta glock in my side it’s sittin my pants it’s hold up by my belt
N***a walk around with a hand out always tryna ask a n***a for some help
You gotta get it ya self
These b*****s they treating me just like a god these hoes love me to death
I can take a hoe shopping she give me her life and i ain’t even give her a breathe
And i order online i ain’t waiting in line n***a i buy it myself
I might pour me a line and do it two times shit i be doubling up
I do this shit on the wake up ion even need no rehearsal
They taking them
Pictures they flashing them cameras this shit look commercial
Off white shoes off white socks long live Virgil
Two straps on me under each arm like steve urkel
ZL1 that Motor so fast you can’t even catch it
If it’s a problem just like a fit I’ll address it
She calling from Houston cus i ain’t even get her texts
Them glocks is useless i gotta find me a new weapon
Perc kicked in gotta hit a lil b***h in that restroom
Sonning these niggas round me like they was my nephew
B***h keep rubbing my chest like we at Je Ju
Put a fork inside that p***y I’m tryna taste you
Baby pop p***y on percs
Baby pop p***y on liq
Baby pop p***y where ever when ever just know she gone do on dat d**k
Baby getting money gotta keep her
She ain’t tryna talk about it neither
Baby ain’t green bout none
Put that lil p***y in cheetah
Green light ya hoe ima plug in and go up down yo down she a sea saw
She suck on the d**k yea the tip top
She all out her body I’m all out the box
I get to the light better know when to stop
I go hit the gas i don’t know when to stop
I’m signing them t*****s i feel like I’m Pac
They feinin alit tryna know when i drop
Everywhere that i got gotta keep me a Glock
I’m just playing NAW FR
when it’s up yea it’s up you can’t tell me to chill
Ima do what i gotta do i gotta live p***y
That hoe Keep asking me questions I’m like Damm Hoe
I’m tryna **** on you you you you and yea you
ZL1 that Motor so fast you can’t even catch it
If it’s a problem just like a fit I’ll address it
She calling from Houston cus i ain’t even get her texts
Them glocks is useless i gotta find me a new weapon
Perc kicked in gotta hit a lil b***h in that restroom
Sonning these niggas round me like they was my nephew
B***h keep rubbing my chest like we at Je Ju
Put a fork inside that p***y I’m tryna taste you