Hotline

20 Vision (I got 20 on my beat) Ayy, ayy, yeah Mmm, mmm (Hold that real quick) Look, ayy, peep this I got all types of hoes on the hotline Thirsty bitch, she done hit my DM five times Got to bitches on her face like a drive-by Wanna hit me late night and give me loud lies She know a plug, they like Sosa I got mob ties Got a main hoes waiting, I'ma big guy I got red on my bottom like I’m big slime Know we passin' all these Hoes, ridin' real time, yeah Yeah, she keep throwin' that pussy (She keep throwin' that pussy) She throwin' that pussy (yeah) She keep throwin' that pussy (She keep throwin' that pussy) She throwin' that pussy (yeah) She keep throwin' that pussy (yeah, yeah) She throwin' that pussy (yeah) She keep throwin' that pussy She throwin' that pussy And she gon' ride it like a Wraith (Skrt, skrt) i’m pullin out She like it right there on her face Order all the food and gold, nah We can’t go on dates Yeah, I just murk that pussy and I left without a trace Already had a friend, she throw back Got her on Molly and a Perc', she rollin' Soon as we leave the club, yeah I got her jumpin' on it Ice on me like glaciers Fuck her holdin' up my Rollie Throwin' Champagne on these bitches You know I can’t send no more She can’t hold it back, she nasty, hi It's nice to meet you She fuck on me like a savage Sing on it like Anita We pull up in foreign creatures I’m bussin' on it like Anina I like pussy like Katrina, I promote Her like my single, yeah, yeah Yeah, she keep throwin' that pussy She throwin' that pussy (yeah) She keep throwin' that pussy She throwin' that pussy (yeah) She keep throwin' that pussy She throwin' that pussy (yeah) She throwin' that pussy She throwin' that pussy (Huh) A hundred twenty-seven hoes on my dick You dig? You dig? I got a stripper scammer bitch She pay my rent, ha She bring that money back to Daddy, I'ma pimp, pimp, pimp Blue hundreds hangin' out my pocket Like I’m Crip, Crip, crip Don’t call my phone about No motherfuckin' ZIP (Blrrd, blrrd) Big dog, these niggas motherfuckin' shrimp (Grr) it’s over for you, 'cause your bitch Just caught the drip, drip, drip She saw me walkin' out the Store and saw my fit, ugh I make my bitches get along like Flavor Flav Uh huh ain’t give bitches dick unless I’m gettin' paid, huh He go out sad about them hoes That nigga lame (That nigga lame) Just did a show, they tried to suck My dick on stage, hold up, daBaby Yeah, she keep throwin' that pussy She throwin' that pussy (yeah) She keep throwin' that pussy She throwin' that pussy (yeah) She keep throwin' that pussy She throwin' that pussy (yeah) She throwin' that pussy She throwin' that pussy (Huh) She got me glued to my seat like a sitcom Fuck me good, ride around 'til you see cum If she pitch it, I'ma hit it That's a home run Then I go and get the bread on a food run Drippin' sauce, fuck the cost, man I’m bloodied at the toes Hit the gas, do the dash I Houdini on these hoes You be trickin', you be playin' You be entertainin' hoes I just tell her hush her mouth and, baby Give me Amber Rose I get attention when I whip like I’m 'bout to give a toast And I just get 'em, then I pass 'em I’m the king of givin' gold I’m in the fast lane whippin' I ain’t switchin' tempos When the fetty call my name Then a nigga gotta go Yeah, she keep throwin' that pussy She throwin' that pussy (yeah) She keep throwin' that pussy She throwin' that pussy (yeah) She keep throwin' that pussy She throwin' that pussy (yeah) She throwin' that pussy She throwin' that pussy (Huh)