Huh, Uh huh, Uh huh, I said "speed up"
What the f*ck
Huh, yeah I need to T up
Roll some up
Takin' breathers
Out of love
Bad ho kickin' in Adidas, huh, I'm in her guts
In the backroom countin' dollars with a slut, huh, huh, yeah
Count it up, gon run it down, Ion give a f*ck
I can turn into a minute man, choppa tear you quick
I got niggas on that witcher shit, pull up hits your crits
Yeah, she suck me off and then finish it
Gettin' cash from your business twin
Huh, I'm like "what", I'm like "huh", and I'm like "Huh, wassup"
Got that guap, got that gas, yeah, I got that, huh, wassup
Pull up you get snuffed
Broke nigga lemme smoke that pack,
Huh, Ima take a puff
Lemme get a lil some
It ain't really none, yeah, it ain't really none
Huh, Uh huh, Uh huh, I said "speed up"
What the f*ck
Huh, yeah I need to T up
Roll some up
Takin' breathers
Out of love
Bad ho kickin' in Adidas, huh, I'm in her guts
In the backroom countin' dollars with a slut, huh, huh, yeah
Count it up, gon run it down, Ion give a f*ck
I can turn into a minute man, choppa tear you quick
I got niggas on that witcher shit, pull up hits your crits
Yeah, she suck me off and then finish it
Gettin' cash from your business twin
Huh, allergic, huh, to all these stupid hoes
Huh huh, allergic that's why I'm hangin' 'round with my bros
Huh huh, allergic, huh this ho can't tell me no
Huh huh, allergic, sneezin' now I'm kickin' doors
I'm so blessed, huh, I'm so blessed
Look at the mess
Did this so that I could rest
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English
Huh, Uh huh, Uh huh, I said "speed up"
What the f*ck
Huh, yeah I need to T up
Roll some up
Takin' breathers
Out of love
Bad ho kickin' in Adidas, huh, I'm in her guts
In the backroom countin' dollars with a slut, huh, huh, yeah
Count it up, gon run it down, Ion give a f*ck
I can turn into a minute man, choppa tear you quick
I got niggas on that witcher shit, pull up hits your crits
Yeah, she suck me off and then finish it
Gettin' cash from your business twin
Huh, I'm like "what", I'm like "huh", and I'm like "Huh, wassup"
Got that guap, got that gas, yeah, I got that, huh, wassup
Pull up you get snuffed
Broke nigga lemme smoke that pack,
Huh, Ima take a puff
Lemme get a lil some
It ain't really none, yeah, it ain't really none
Huh, Uh huh, Uh huh, I said "speed up"
What the f*ck
Huh, yeah I need to T up
Roll some up
Takin' breathers
Out of love
Bad ho kickin' in Adidas, huh, I'm in her guts
In the backroom countin' dollars with a slut, huh, huh, yeah
Count it up, gon run it down, Ion give a f*ck
I can turn into a minute man, choppa tear you quick
I got niggas on that witcher shit, pull up hits your crits
Yeah, she suck me off and then finish it
Gettin' cash from your business twin
Huh, allergic, huh, to all these stupid hoes
Huh huh, allergic that's why I'm hangin' 'round with my bros
Huh huh, allergic, huh this ho can't tell me no
Huh huh, allergic, sneezin' now I'm kickin' doors
I'm so blessed, huh, I'm so blessed
Look at the mess
Did this so that I could rest
What the f*ck
Huh, yeah I need to T up
Roll some up
Takin' breathers
Out of love
Bad ho kickin' in Adidas, huh, I'm in her guts
In the backroom countin' dollars with a slut, huh, huh, yeah
Count it up, gon run it down, Ion give a f*ck
I can turn into a minute man, choppa tear you quick
I got niggas on that witcher shit, pull up hits your crits
Yeah, she suck me off and then finish it
Gettin' cash from your business twin
Huh, I'm like "what", I'm like "huh", and I'm like "Huh, wassup"
Got that guap, got that gas, yeah, I got that, huh, wassup
Pull up you get snuffed
Broke nigga lemme smoke that pack,
Huh, Ima take a puff
Lemme get a lil some
It ain't really none, yeah, it ain't really none
Huh, Uh huh, Uh huh, I said "speed up"
What the f*ck
Huh, yeah I need to T up
Roll some up
Takin' breathers
Out of love
Bad ho kickin' in Adidas, huh, I'm in her guts
In the backroom countin' dollars with a slut, huh, huh, yeah
Count it up, gon run it down, Ion give a f*ck
I can turn into a minute man, choppa tear you quick
I got niggas on that witcher shit, pull up hits your crits
Yeah, she suck me off and then finish it
Gettin' cash from your business twin
Huh, allergic, huh, to all these stupid hoes
Huh huh, allergic that's why I'm hangin' 'round with my bros
Huh huh, allergic, huh this ho can't tell me no
Huh huh, allergic, sneezin' now I'm kickin' doors
I'm so blessed, huh, I'm so blessed
Look at the mess
Did this so that I could rest
Writer: Don c
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid