Medellin - Dressor Lyrics

I f*cked her on the dressor
I put her in a stretcher uh
I told her baby I won't stress ya
She sucked my dick and loved the pleasure
I'ma professor fineser
50 owned stacks we put in the compressor
Yea we give these facts and you know just how we get up
And them niggas talkin we gone pull out the Barretta
Niggas talking hype nigga I ain't finna let up
Nigga straight designer
Nigga I be climing
14 when I rolled up and Nigga still grinding
Yea a nigga been poppin bitch I'm Rollin round shining
And it's 32 flavors bitch I'm 32 Diamonds
Nigga I'm on steinman
Caught em slippin like a dying fan
Cracked when I ain't even want her and I call it all perfect timing
In traffic maybe I'll scoop ya
F*ck all the Kamasutra
I don't really f*ck with ya nigga
I don't wanna have to pull and shoot ya
Niggas out here big headed we gone come at yo medulla
Yea medulla oblongata damn
Papa john like I'm papa band
On the phone while she pop a band
100s up in them rubber bands
New headphones on my head
Nigga I been getting bread
Niggas think they been ahead
Niggas should just stack instead
She just want me for sex
Bitches been on my shit
Once I hopped off of the steps
If you hating hop off my dick
All damn day i been flexing
On my dresser
I won't stress her
Nigga drugs in the compressor
I won't stress ya
I might bless ya