‎zoochie

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, (Flttt-Flttt) yea, yeah (Fltt) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse] I couldn't never, no I couldn't tap it (Yeah) Soon as I'm back, they treat me so lousy (Yeah, yeah) Guns on my body, hoes on my body They lovin' the wave (Yeah), and I wouldn't doubt it (Yeah, yeah) She wanna get saved, so I might just clown her (Yeah, yeah) She givin' face, so I will not pound her Money discussions and money encounter (Yeah) Just like Lil' Top man, it's 'gon get louder (Yea) Did someone up likе I got the power Wettin' 'еm up like I got the shower (Wet, yuh) Long ass stand up, that is the tower He is a lil' ass bitch, he a coward (Yeah, yeah) Yes I still get cake by the hour Yes I'm still 'gon back up the flock (Yes) He smokin' straight, yea he's smokin' that powder I see the fake, yeah, inner and outer Stank ass ho, (Flttt, yeah) coochie was sour (Flttt, haha, ha, yeah) Every lil' ho (Yeah) They tryna do me so foul (Yeah) Get off my dick, ye', just get off my dick Fuck her one time then I flick the bitch (Just flick her) You know that I'm 'gon check the check, yeah (Check 'em) You know that I'm 'gon clip the nigga(Clip, yeah clip) Catch 'em when I'm wrong, I'm 'gon flip the whip ('Gon flip it) Cryin' like a ho, I'ma split his shit, (Like a baby) oh, yeah Fuckin' his ho, I picked the bitch, oh, oh yeah .223, nigga gon' nick the whip, yeah (.23) Slide on a nigga, gon' nip his shit, yeah (Yuh) Send his ass up like a blimp and shit (Phew) I used to smoke on that skimpy shit, yeah Go crazy, racks thick as shit (Yeah) [?] run this shit (Yeah) She slop me real crazy, that Jimmy stick, yeah (Why?) Why? (Pew) Why? (Pew) Why? (Why?) Windows down, blowing a blick Cut his ass down, cut him too quick (Bah, bah) Under pressure he 'gon break like a Ritz Under pressure gotta keep your composure Buss in that ho then I tell her it's over Internet ass nigga, he Donald Glover Kickin' her out cause I can't hold her Drum on the waist, yeah, it's a boulder (Yeah) I knew the case, so it was over Ain't fuck her now she a god damn stalker Dead ass nigga he a fuckin' walker I fucked the mufuckin' Pastor's daughter Back in school, yeah I was in Honors Dropped out and I don't wanna be a lawyer Bussin' the Glock 'cause I couldn't be a baller Here go six feet, make his ass taller Here go a sissy, these bullets gon' Croc 'em Cut a nigga up, yeah, the nigga gon Doc 'em (Doc) Set a nigga up, oh, we 'gon rock him Hold up [Outro] Yeah, tell 'em fill it up, yeah they 'gon chalk 'em Lame ass fans, bitch I just block 'em Snake ass niggas, yeah I just clock 'em Just put on your brakes nigga (What) Just put on your brakes nigga you could cross 'em Flttt, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah) Big ass 5.56 'gon floss 'em He was so green, so I just moss him (Green) She was so mean, so I could just boss her Yeah, yeah (Yeah) Pick up the bankroll, nigga, just knock her (Bankroll) Flttt, (They knotted) Knotted, uh, yeah, yeah (knotted) I call the bros, yeah (Bros) I call the bros, yeah that's my shotta Blowin' the— phew (O's) Yeah, blowin' my phone, no why would you call her Yeah, yeah (Why would you call her) Givin' that lil' ho up Yeah, yeah, yeah