remote

Lyrics

[Chorus] Yeah I made her take out the phone I seen her run, shouldn't of checked on the phone Made it back quick, calculated my loan I kicked the ho out 'cause I hated my home I muted that bitch, lemme change the remote And I stay true to this, ain't no changing the goat [Verse 1] Can't let you hit this, boy you gon' end like a float She tweakin', tryna put my dick in her throat And she can't even fit that dick in her esophagus Like Spider-Man how I swung, ain't it marvelous? Booty is part of the dougie I don't even need to say nun' The barbadoobey ducopadegloobie (You know that) I copped a new car because I'm boujee (Yeah) Took off on this bitch, now I talk to new shoota's [Refrain] And I can name food every song like Young Nudy I love it, I love it, I love it, I love it [Verse 2] That pussy was stanky, yeah I told her to Dove it I slapped that gun outta yo' hand, he on nothin' I got in her head nigga, mad as fuck, puffin' I ain't tryna work no 9 to something You thought yo' friends was riders, dummy I took yo' bih, 'cause I was funny We on a trip, 'cause I got money Think she love me, 'cause I got cash Green ass nigga, you look like Shrek Fi-fiend ass nigga, pump them brakes Just got a new Glock, tuck it away I make ground beef out of ya' face Them boys right on 'em, shit was strange [?] switch states Oh-oh [Bridge] Them boys right on 'em, shit was strange They gon' wanna switch states Many blunts to the face [Chorus] Yeah (Yeah, it's dead) I made her take out the phone I seen her run, shouldn't of checked on the phone Made it back quick, calculated my loan I kicked the ho out 'cause I hated my home Muted that bitch, lemme change the remote And I stay true to this, ain't no changing the goat [Verse 3] Yeah, put holes in yo shit, you gon' die lil' bro You broke as fuck nigga, why you tryna cop? These dirty ass nigga, made me need some soap You thirty, bitch nigga, how you ain't got a roll? And for the perky, I'ma lift every stone Yeah, I'ma lift every stone I don't turn down smoke, fuck-nigga it's on I can flip a whole damn countries economy [Refrain] And I connect food to every song like Young Nudy I love it, I love it, I love it, I love it [Verse 4] I think I make song with the food, and I'm palmin' this booty Yeah, she rubbin' the dick for some minutes, she oozin' She wrappin' her tongue around it, I can't summarize Yes, yeah, I told that bitch to bend down and posterize Yes, I got me some racks and I'm crackin' a safe Yes, we square up the cops if they runnin' up [?] popped [?] we runnin' on what? Why I got all these songs? a nigga ain't drop 'em, he coulda' got pape' That's all I really wanna say, ayy, ayy, ayy