Foot On Em

Lyrics
[Intro] Just-just, just hit a jug on him It's a new year, so, I got my foot on 'em Nigga If you broke I can't even look at you She gon' ride my dick just like a damn saddle And she wanna ride on my dick like a damn cattle Throw them motherfuckin' bands up And this year I might have to switch up on 'em Cause some of these niggas got too comfortable Can't remember the last time I been sober Try me, nigga, then it's over Ballout, nigga, look like Kobe, snakes in the grass, bite like Cobra Popped Xan, can't move, they popped him [Chorus] Just hit a jug on 'em It's a new year so, I got my foot on 'em Nigga if you broke I can't even look at you She gon' ride my dick just like a damn saddle And she wanna ride on my dick like a damn cattle Throw them motherfuckin' bands up And this year I might have to switch up on 'em Cause some of these niggas got too comfortable I can't remember the last time I been sober Try me, nigga, then It's over Ballout, nigga, look like Kobe Snakes in the grass, bite like Cobra Popped Xan, can't move, they popped him In that Hellcat, that Honda slower I need more racks than a damn business owner If I want this bitch I'ma just bend her over [Verse] Been through so much, kept my composure (Oh) That ain't ya' money, nigga that's your momma's I was with you, when you had your hand out And now you took it from me, I ain't trippin' And I want some weight off, roll this lace up (Up) Could really blow yo' head off, nigga don't say nun' Play with these racks, nigga, just like gamers Play with these racks like a Violin [Bridge] You love when I fuck up, you can't fight it You want someone that give you away, ho Too much money in my pockets like Bible Too much smoke in my lungs, I'ma die now [Chorus] Just-just, just hit a jug on 'em It's a new year so, I got my foot on 'em Nigga If you broke I can't even look at you She gon' ride my dick just like a damn saddle And she wanna ride on my dick like a damn cattle Throw them motherfuckin' bands up And this year I might have to switch up on 'em Cause some of these niggas got too comfortable And I can't remember the last time I been sober Try me, nigga, then It's over Ballout, nigga, look like Kobe Snakes in the grass, bite they Cobra Popped Xan, can't move, they popped him In that Hellcat, that Honda slower I need more racks than a damn business owner If I want this bitch I'ma just bend her over (Mingo, haha)
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Credits
- Writers
- Izaya Tiji