Have You Seen My Socks?

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Let me hit that, let me hit this bitch, yes (Shout out my nigga Synco) No, I don't want no dubs A dub in my pocket, only hundreds and fifties on me The fuck? Ayy (Passenger side, tryna, ayy, ayy) [Chorus] Ayy, do anybody know where my socks went? Ooh, playin' with her titties while she drivin' I just fucked the dog shit out an opp sis, ayy Then it's right back to the dough like a locksmith, ayy Fingers crossed when I told the bitch I promise Ayy, get money, fuck hoes, drop shit Fucked her good, she woke up, bought me a chopstick Pull up, chop shit like a bail bondsman [Verse 1] Opp bitch like, "Ooh, this some good dick" Sold her ass a dream, goofy ho, you ain't my new bitch Fear Factor, I just fed the bitch some bullshit Told her what she wanna hear, you know, some smooth shit Ain't no lackin', we back packin' like a school kid They gon' chalk 'em when I shoot 'em like a poolstick Catch a computer thug out like, "Nigga, who a bitch?" See my ex and whip a roll out like Ludacris Lil' bitch whipped up on my horse like the KK Might post a bitch on Craigslist, shout out Day-Day These phones that I punched was free, shout out AJ Get to wiggin' on a bitch like Shenehneh Get to trippin' on this bitch like a vacay Niggas sneak dissin', like the globe, better state names One call, he gettin' dropped like he ain't got no service See you clowns and we catchin' bodies, it's not no circus [Chorus] Ayy, do anybody know where my socks went? Ooh, playin' with her titties while she drivin' I just fucked the dog shit out an opp sis, ayy Then it's right back to the dough like a locksmith, ayy Fingers crossed when I told the bitch I promise Ayy, get money, fuck hoes, drop shit Fucked her good, she woke up, bought me a chopstick Pull up, chop shit like a bail bondsman [Verse 2] Sweat no bitch, huh, on to the next She keep braggin' 'bout her pussy, huh, what about the neck? Ayy, she used to hate me 'til I started fuckin' up the set They used to love me 'til I started runnin' up a check I can't wait 'til the day I get some sloppy on a jet I can't wait 'til the day I up the chopper when you lack I'll draw the ratchet like I'm tryna make a sketch You know I'ma shake somethin' like I'm tryna make a bet Caught him lackin' with no stick, so I smacked him like a bitch Should've whacked you in your shit, but I slapped you on your wrist Have your family in they feelings in the captions on they pics I ain't actin', I got scripts, so much cap, you need to pick Devil knockin' at my door, man, who done let this nigga in? Bro just wiped a nigga nose, got his family and them sick This is not the Taken movie, but I snatched a nigga's bitch All these bills in my jeans, Michael Jackson with the kid [Chorus] Ayy, do anybody know where my socks went? Ooh, playin' with her titties while she drivin' I just fucked the dog shit out an opp sis, ayy Then it's right back to the dough like a locksmith, ayy Fingers crossed when I told the bitch I promise Ayy, get money, fuck hoes, drop shit Fucked her good, she woke up, bought me a chopstick Pull up, chop shit like a bail bondsman [Outro] No, I don't want no dubs A dub in my pocket, only hundreds and fifties on me Hanging out the passenger side with the black four-five Trying to catch a body Let me hear that