i.o.m.w - tunegod lyrics
(humming..)
(chorus)
yea-eah, ah!
smoking on gas smell like cat p-ss
every week i need me a new bad b-tch
want war say h-llo to my stick!
can’t say n-o to my b-tch..
all this gold yellow like p-ss
diego gon’ f-ck on yo b-tch
tune god gon’ smoke all the piff
then i’m all up in her fridge!
you always nice to your b-tch..
i need some ice on my wrist..
you spend the night at her crib
i give her pipe then i dip!
you run a check on your b-tch
i run a check on my wrist!
you know i always flex like a b-tch
you know i always flex like b-tch
verse 1
got this ice on my neck i ain’t broke
i think they think i’ma joke..
they mad because i’m f-cking they ho’s
crack a seal and i pour me a four
i get this money it’s nothing to me
i be stunting every day of the week
i smoke on strong what you smoke is so weak
say that’s your b-tch but your b-tch finna’ cheat!
i pullup and skeet on her face
i never sleep at her place
they mad because they seeing my face
you know that i beat the case!
go live while i f-ck on your baby moms
f-ck it i put my location on
then hit the booth and i make a song
put two blunts together and make it long
(chorus)
smoking on gas smell like cat p-ss
every week i need me a new bad b-tch
want war say h-llo to my stick!
can’t say n-o to my b-tch..
all this gold yellow like p-ss
diego gon’ f-ck on yo b-tch
tune god gon’ smoke all the piff
then i’m all up in her fridge!
you always nice to your b-tch..
i need some ice on my wrist..
you spend the night at her crib
i give her pipe then i dip!
you run a check on your b-tch
i run a check on my wrist!
you know i always flex like a b-tch
you know i always flex like b-tch
verse 2
you love her but she f-cks with plenty guys
these dudes is some clowns call them pennywise
i done seen this sh-t like plenty times
maybe because you just semi-fly!
i need a b-tch just like remy ma
if it goes down then she let the semi off!
1738 just like fetty wop
hit the trap we serve em’ ready rock
i go so hard i can never stop
you rapping today, i’m forever hot
because i’ma keep switching my flow
and i’ma keep working these ho’s!
i smoke up than i smoke some more
get so high yeah i smoke by the o
not the smartest but b-tch i ain’t slow
on me yeah b-tch i’m bouta blow!
(chorus)
smoking on gas smell like cat p-ss
every week i need me a new bad b-tch
want war say h-llo to my stick!
can’t say n-o to my b-tch..
all this gold yellow like p-ss
diego gon’ f-ck on yo b-tch
tune god gon’ smoke all the piff
then i’m all up in her fridge!
you always nice to your b-tch..
i need some ice on my wrist..
you spend the night at her crib
i give her pipe then i dip!
you run a check on your b-tch
i run a check on my wrist!
you know i always flex like a b-tch
you know i always flex like b-tch
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