Jayso - Pin Ups Lyrics

Damn twin, so geeked tonight I can't even focus
Go to BOA and to Pin Ups just to spend some tokens
I had seen some shit but I still ain't never spoken
Fake religious, flaw and cap, so you the Pope and
Metal detector going crazy, they trying to be on my ass
It's 4:05 twin, I'm trying to spend that dog shit and get out fast
Think I left my lighter while I was smoking earlier on the dash
No seats in that bitch told the bottle girl and let's go choose another path

Ha bitch
This that new flavored mix
Cone built
Damn near with them holes you'll need a new knit
To be on this type of mission, you just got to be a little fit
Shawty ass so fat, love the all black and the way it sit
Sky making that ass clap and she holding her knees
She see my face and smile
Where you been
And she loving my steez
My niggas some Spartans leave a hole in you about 300 some degrees
Then I started letting it rain on that ass like it's fall with the leaves

Peer pressure him into testing one of my little homie OG
I was minding my business looked over and a ugly stripper chose me
Nah you can't use my lighter I ain't nothing close to user friendly
I know when we did that mission shawty had said damn those damn thieves
Saturday night move, after that we sliding to Pin Ups
Lil' old Mexican ass bitch, work there and now she got her chin tucked
One time the security guard just doing his job then he got trucked
Then another time some folks was just chilling and they got they ass plucked
Nah shawty I'm cool on the drinks, this keep me a stable mind
I do like the way you look at me then way it look from behind
A hoe earlier said get her IG instead of that number I declined
Damn I'm only 24, I really am starting to enter my prime

How you going to come from my dog to me, bitch have some class
I'd appreciate it for real brodie, get that turnover I don't want the pass
Know a bitch in South Fulton, hispanic her name Jass
Flame that boy shit, hot as hell check the f*ckin' weather forecast
This one bitch name El, we going to call her a liar
Had her BD stalking my page I'm Johnny Storm I'll put you on fire
I'm finna go to work on this bitch somebody come hand me some pliers
She loud as hell in this hoe, hit that spot sounding like a church choir

Commenting on these rap niggas man your ass is a fool
Pick shawty off the bed then I jammed her like its cruel
Got enough gas
Nigga hell na
This a mission I need more fuel
None of these bitches be it for real, they not a gem or a jewel
Stop giving me your number if you going to text for only about a week
You want me to tell you my name bitch if I don't you going to tweak
I don't know how that nigga LBJ do that shit that nigga still at his peak
Jamming this hoe or popping a fool, pay attention to my technique