a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

copy! 2 - -prey & grioten lyrics

[chorus]
yuh, godd*mn, b*tch, you know i never lose
finna make another hit, you gon‘ end up in the news
motherf*cker wanna shoot, run it back, times two
we go make it to the top, b*tch, you lookin‘ like a fool
like d*mn, i’ve been feelin‘ like a god
if you wanna pull up, better bring your f*ckin‘ dogs
i‘ma take you all at once, b*tch. i’m feeling juiced up
you, i’m a top g, i‘ma put you through the rut

[verse]
like b*tch, i don’t wanna deal with your sh*t
if you say another word, i‘ma send you off a cliff
when i pull to the crib, all i do is shoot rizz
why your heart so cold, but you’re ass so thick? (m*th*f*cka like)
f*ck yo feelings, ego to the ceiling
i ain’t f*ckin‘ playin‘ games, b*tch, the money’s what i’m feening
if you pull up with a gyat, i‘ma fill that sh*t with s*m*n
if you pull up with a pack, m*th*f*cka we go stеal ‘em
like, i‘m a road runner, whеn i see the bag
pull up to your crib, b*tch, you better pay your tax
i‘ma blow your f*cking brains out, like a m*th*f*ckin‘ sax
only way you finna win, is if i end up with some lag like
when i pull with the shooters, you go end up in a grave
i don’t give a f*ck about your streams, they all are f*cking fake
if you wanna be friend, then get the f*ck up out my way
why you talking that sh*t, when you ain’t got nothin‘ to say?
yuh, i know that you copy and you m*th*f*ckin‘ paste
i don’t wanna see your bullsh*t anymore, get out my face
yuh, pull up in an e45, no cap, when i look you, i can’t hold back
(ha*ha*ha*ha*ha*ha*ha)
i don’t give a f*ck about you, b*tch, i’m gonna be a god
b*tch, i’m gonna be the best, b*tch, i’m gonna be on top
i’m a demon in disguise, b*tch, i’m never gonna stop (yuh)
whippin‘ in the kitchen making m*th*f*ckin‘ bangers
yeah, b*tch i am a gem, left, right, and f*ckin‘ center
if you wanna be my b*tch, bring a friend so i can bang her (yuh)
ashley, look at me, b*tch i’m better (m*th*f*cka, i just started)
i ain’t going nowhere, b*tch, i’ll make it to the carpet
i don’t wanna see you whine, get the f*ck up, f*ckin‘ want it
took a long time, now i got my f*ckin‘ sh*t
better get your ass up, don’t throw a f*ckin‘ fit
b*tch, you know i f*ckin‘ thugged that sh*t out
cookin‘ f*ckin‘ dope in the m*th*f*ckin‘ playhouse
pop a f*ckin‘ perc, now i’m micky f*ckin‘ mouse
if you don’t f*ck with my sh*t, i‘ma leave you out the house
[outro]
like d*mn, i’ve been feeling like a god
if you wanna pull up, better bring your f*ckin‘ dogs
i‘ma take you all at once, b*tch, i’m feeling juiced up
you i’m a top g, i‘ma put you through the rut
like b*tch, i don’t wanna deal with your sh*t
if you say another word, i‘ma send you off a cliff
when i pull to the crib, all i do is shoot rizz
why your heart so cold but you’re ass so thick? m*th*f*cka like—

- prey grioten lyrics

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular