Lyrics

Yeah yeah Start it up dawg Let's start a race First to the top man Get the whole plate yuh P-Nut in the kitchen dawg Whipping up the bass Call up my junkie Then I serve him a plate yuh Play with my money dawg I'll shoot you in your face P-Nut be that nigga dawg I got what it take yuh Call up little shorty man She got the best face And you niggas wasting time And you taking up space Hold up wait Hold up wait Hold up wait yuh Look at my wrist Isn't it flooding Hold up wait Look at my bitch Isn't she lovely Hold up wait Look at that bag I be stuffing Hold up wait Look at my tech Isn't it busting Only like to talk bout gang shit Only like to talk bout gang shit Man my drip amazing None of you rappers faze me Cartier on the rims Cartier my irises Imma kidnap that bitch She go Stockholm on the dick Start it up dawg Let's start a race First to the top man Get the whole plate yuh P-Nut in the kitchen dawg Whipping up the bass Call up my junkie Then I serve him a plate yuh Play with my money dawg I'll shoot you in your face yuh P-Nut be that nigga dawg I got what it take yuh Call up little shorty man She got the best face And you niggas wasting time And you taking up space I got demons Don't give me a reason Hoe give me a Dutch pack Split it up and fill it When we popped out It was straight from the trenches In the whip with the clique And we high like suspensions She gon suck my dick Till I nut then continue Bad lil bitch she want my soul She gon suck it till it's swole Oo slow down girl take it slow Turn a half into a whole Just got some advice Heard them pretty girls Don't play nice I don't have a type I only see dollar signs Oooo I only see dollar signs Dollar signs I only see dollar signs Oooo I only see dollar signs Dollar signs I only see dollar signs This is a summer love story Is it even a story?
Writer(s): Josef Pagitt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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