Pictures (feat. LyricOFC)

(Laughing) Tryna get some slop Get some top I put some thots in it She wanna stop bitch I'm not Bitch I'm not finished She wanna borrow all my money bitch I need interest I swear to god can't stand all these fucking bitches Recording in the basement so I'm getting all these damn riches If I'm playing with your heart then I swear I'll pay for the damages Sending screenshots about how we used to be Man Don't care about those damn pictures I just spent a forty, I be ricking like I'm Morty Spending all this damn money on this short lil shorty Short blonde dumb bitch she be stupid like she Dory She just wanna drive a foreign Ain't fuck with me back then, now these bitches adore me Now my gang is soaring Now we playing, we touring Now we can't fuck with old bitches they are all boring Now I'm fly, now I'm super fly like I am born Lookity lookity that, look in the back, put some ass in it Big booty latinas in the back, in the back pimping It's crazy what all these hoes do if your ass streaming Take a trip to the fucking Gucci store, rack spending All you bitches white girl wasted calling you Taylor But I don't even give a fuck I slice your ass with a razor And imma put that shit up in the news you reading the paper Imma probably leave your ass, I ain't seeing you later (Let's go) Gonna fuck your bitch and I'm singing her melodies I hop in the bed and that shit is the remedy I do what I do cause my rhymes are heavenly You gotta problem with us then I hope that you step to me Woah Time after time yeah this shit feel cold Gotta keep going gotta keep moving forward Never ever been the type to just leave you lone Never ever been the type to just let it go Know its a party on Westwood Lane so we gunna get this shit off Doing it time and time again and we pouring up that Smirnoff Come on over and bring your friends like a rocket we gonna blast off We gonna have a blast now Baby we gonna spaz out That's the type of shit that make you wanna leave your man's house Maybe JID cause this the type of shit to make you dance now Maybe CP3 cause we be taking shots and then we splash out Don't come over with your bitch cause she gonna take her ass out woah Party we party hard Don't need no body guard Imma tear you apart Yeah I am going hard Blurry vision behind the wheel We damn near crashing the car I ain't talking about the road when I say we gonna make it far Crazy shit with a crazy bitch when we party hard yeah we getting lit And I don't give a fuck and I don't give a shit Imma light it up I ain't talking bic And I do that shit with the flick of a wrist Hitting a lick and she sucking my dick Going so fast that bitch choking on it She started gagging I made that bitch sick Tryna get some slop Get some top I put some thots in it She wanna stop bitch I'm not Bitch I'm not finished She wanna borrow all my money bitch I need interest I swear to god can't stand all these fucking bitches Recording in the basement so I'm getting all these damn riches If I'm playing with your heart then I swear I'll pay for the damages Sending screenshots about how we used to be Man Don't care about those damn pictures