Switchin' lanes like a hoe
Till' I'm on the top
Give a f*ck
'Bout popos
Why should I do that
Know that I enjoy
Livin' sippin' and dyin'
All I seek is gettin' higher
It's just about gettin' flyer
Cause this bitch
Pulled us down
Goddamn
All the juice
On the rings
I'm finna buy her
Than I leave
Huge cock in her
Fore-dip
Made thrown
Without no word
Now It's two weeks later
And her pussy still like Niagara
What does that mean
That means I'm hotter than John Cena
And you hoes keep talkin' down
I really wanna see that
How you beat me
So that I have my walk
Lil quite hard
Than I pop on ball
Then your bitch I call my boo
Why she still up in the floor
Bet you woudn't know her, hoe
She would clean your squatty dorm
Squatty dorm
'Bout my money I endorse
I wanna have forty fifty blue hunnids
Everyday in my pocket
Yeah
And I'm on my molly-walk
Hit me with that body talk
Berreta from the local museum
Up in her panty hole
And I'm on the xanny, hoe
F*ck you through the glory hole
Bitch I got
Bars for day
Bring some bread
Lil hoe
Raise the stakes
Pour some more
Hit the brakes
Make a hole
Jump inna whip
Carmagedon
But I said
F*ck this junk
Keep a distance
I ain't the one
Who's scared
Of using a pistol
On a dumb hoe
And just watch my fist glow
While I f*ck on a dumb hoe
Yo, That shit is lowkey dope
Get that bitch out of my sight
Get her lit with a lighter
Put her in the trunk
Pour gasoline
Let it spark up
Put bitch in the trunk
For this hoe shit stuff
She wanted to do
Yeah hell we gon' leave
Nobody she not to hell kitty
Got naps
Bet it on me
It's a chance you get
You enjoy this winnin'
No need for robbin' and stealin'
Justice come
Wanna make me winnin'
Make me winnin'
Get me women
Cadillac beams on the highway rimmin'
Pomade my hair
So I look good in the flash
Know that I drop top
Like Matt Simons
Move with the rhytm
Get me my serum
F*ck up the opps
Hit them with snake venom
Know that I'm climbing straight to the top
Guwop the greatest I need me some wop
I need me some wop
And the bad bitch give me top
Pull-up with the glock
Ready to bust it up on some opps
No bad
We gonna leave
You are higher than all of my love
Just know your bitch was texting
And she was tryin' to f*ck
All I seek is gettin' higher
It's just about gettin' flyer
Cause this bitch
Pulled us down
Goddamn
All the juice
On the rings
I'm finna buy her
Than I leave
Huge cock in her
Fore-dip
Made thrown
Without no word
NO WORD
$now & Icy Wack & Dreamfx - Out of My Sight Lyrics
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Switchin' lanes like a hoe
Till' I'm on the top
Give a f*ck
'Bout popos
Why should I do that
Know that I enjoy
Livin' sippin' and dyin'
All I seek is gettin' higher
It's just about gettin' flyer
Cause this bitch
Pulled us down
Goddamn
All the juice
On the rings
I'm finna buy her
Than I leave
Huge cock in her
Fore-dip
Made thrown
Without no word
Now It's two weeks later
And her pussy still like Niagara
What does that mean
That means I'm hotter than John Cena
And you hoes keep talkin' down
I really wanna see that
How you beat me
So that I have my walk
Lil quite hard
Than I pop on ball
Then your bitch I call my boo
Why she still up in the floor
Bet you woudn't know her, hoe
She would clean your squatty dorm
Squatty dorm
'Bout my money I endorse
I wanna have forty fifty blue hunnids
Everyday in my pocket
Yeah
And I'm on my molly-walk
Hit me with that body talk
Berreta from the local museum
Up in her panty hole
And I'm on the xanny, hoe
F*ck you through the glory hole
Bitch I got
Bars for day
Bring some bread
Lil hoe
Raise the stakes
Pour some more
Hit the brakes
Make a hole
Jump inna whip
Carmagedon
But I said
F*ck this junk
Keep a distance
I ain't the one
Who's scared
Of using a pistol
On a dumb hoe
And just watch my fist glow
While I f*ck on a dumb hoe
Yo, That shit is lowkey dope
Get that bitch out of my sight
Get her lit with a lighter
Put her in the trunk
Pour gasoline
Let it spark up
Put bitch in the trunk
For this hoe shit stuff
She wanted to do
Yeah hell we gon' leave
Nobody she not to hell kitty
Got naps
Bet it on me
It's a chance you get
You enjoy this winnin'
No need for robbin' and stealin'
Justice come
Wanna make me winnin'
Make me winnin'
Get me women
Cadillac beams on the highway rimmin'
Pomade my hair
So I look good in the flash
Know that I drop top
Like Matt Simons
Move with the rhytm
Get me my serum
F*ck up the opps
Hit them with snake venom
Know that I'm climbing straight to the top
Guwop the greatest I need me some wop
I need me some wop
And the bad bitch give me top
Pull-up with the glock
Ready to bust it up on some opps
No bad
We gonna leave
You are higher than all of my love
Just know your bitch was texting
And she was tryin' to f*ck
All I seek is gettin' higher
It's just about gettin' flyer
Cause this bitch
Pulled us down
Goddamn
All the juice
On the rings
I'm finna buy her
Than I leave
Huge cock in her
Fore-dip
Made thrown
Without no word
NO WORD
Till' I'm on the top
Give a f*ck
'Bout popos
Why should I do that
Know that I enjoy
Livin' sippin' and dyin'
All I seek is gettin' higher
It's just about gettin' flyer
Cause this bitch
Pulled us down
Goddamn
All the juice
On the rings
I'm finna buy her
Than I leave
Huge cock in her
Fore-dip
Made thrown
Without no word
Now It's two weeks later
And her pussy still like Niagara
What does that mean
That means I'm hotter than John Cena
And you hoes keep talkin' down
I really wanna see that
How you beat me
So that I have my walk
Lil quite hard
Than I pop on ball
Then your bitch I call my boo
Why she still up in the floor
Bet you woudn't know her, hoe
She would clean your squatty dorm
Squatty dorm
'Bout my money I endorse
I wanna have forty fifty blue hunnids
Everyday in my pocket
Yeah
And I'm on my molly-walk
Hit me with that body talk
Berreta from the local museum
Up in her panty hole
And I'm on the xanny, hoe
F*ck you through the glory hole
Bitch I got
Bars for day
Bring some bread
Lil hoe
Raise the stakes
Pour some more
Hit the brakes
Make a hole
Jump inna whip
Carmagedon
But I said
F*ck this junk
Keep a distance
I ain't the one
Who's scared
Of using a pistol
On a dumb hoe
And just watch my fist glow
While I f*ck on a dumb hoe
Yo, That shit is lowkey dope
Get that bitch out of my sight
Get her lit with a lighter
Put her in the trunk
Pour gasoline
Let it spark up
Put bitch in the trunk
For this hoe shit stuff
She wanted to do
Yeah hell we gon' leave
Nobody she not to hell kitty
Got naps
Bet it on me
It's a chance you get
You enjoy this winnin'
No need for robbin' and stealin'
Justice come
Wanna make me winnin'
Make me winnin'
Get me women
Cadillac beams on the highway rimmin'
Pomade my hair
So I look good in the flash
Know that I drop top
Like Matt Simons
Move with the rhytm
Get me my serum
F*ck up the opps
Hit them with snake venom
Know that I'm climbing straight to the top
Guwop the greatest I need me some wop
I need me some wop
And the bad bitch give me top
Pull-up with the glock
Ready to bust it up on some opps
No bad
We gonna leave
You are higher than all of my love
Just know your bitch was texting
And she was tryin' to f*ck
All I seek is gettin' higher
It's just about gettin' flyer
Cause this bitch
Pulled us down
Goddamn
All the juice
On the rings
I'm finna buy her
Than I leave
Huge cock in her
Fore-dip
Made thrown
Without no word
NO WORD
Writer: David Simeonov, Simon Boldi
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: $now & Icy Wack & Dreamfx
Language: English
Length: 2:51
Written by: David Simeonov, Simon Boldi