Dont Ask / 2 Seater

Lyrics
Part I: Dont Ask [Intro] (What do you desire?) Shh, ooh, ooh (Aye 'Rada, chill) [Chorus] Please don't ask me why I'm goin' through it I'm in the back gettin' zooted When his bitch sad I recruited And his bitch said she go stupid I'm playin' this bitch like Rubiks Blowin' my line, that bitch she a nuisance What lil' Trapp said, gotta get to it Brand new bitch wanna get right to it [Verse] Said my twin, he swipin' them visas I got a bitch wit' no visa He wanna pay for a feature I'm sippin' on drank, I pour by the liter I love percs when they crushed up She just want some more love But love, no, I can't trust Go to the store and he throwin' a sub He catchin' a slug I'm on the drank and slow like a slug We in the club throwin' a dub I got his bitch way too strung 7.62, finna push his shit back I'm so high might have a heart attack I'm wit' Six, we can't lack [Chorus] Please don't ask me why I'm goin' through it I'm in the back gettin' zooted When his bitch sad I recruited And his bitch said she go stupid I'm playin' this bitch like Rubiks Blowin' my line, that bitch she a nuisance What lil' Trapp said, gotta get to it Brand new bitch wanna get right to it Please don't ask me why I'm goin' through I'm in the back gettin' zooted When his bitch sad I recruited And his bitch said she go stupid I'm playin' this bitch like rubiks Blowin' my line, that bitch she a nuisance What lil' Trapp said, gotta get to it Brand new bitch wanna get right to it (Yeah, now you rockin' wit' 'Rada) Part II: 2 Seater [Intro] (Desire for revenge, yeah, now you rockin' wit' 'Rada) [Chorus] I'm in a coupe in a big two seater Turned this thot to a demon She eatin' my semen while pourin' a liter He wanna run too fast when he see us I thought you knew that we was through I run to a bag, that shit ain't new [Verse] You don't believe me, when I tell you how it is We spin a block like CD We in that bih' goin' fast like this She like "can you come though?" Bitch wanna act like she brand new Get to the bag, bitch, I ran to We keepin' that stick, don't approach dude I'm on the gas, I'm wheezin' and coughin' I'm in Miami, I feel like a dolphin They got me dead like I'm in a coffin He sippin' on green, same color like Boston They don't fuck wit' Kouj' 'cause I'm way too cocky I'm sippin' on Wocky, his bitch, she want me Say my twin got sticks like Call Of Duty We gon' shoot a movie She gon' bust it open and the Glock croakin' I got his bitch wet, she soakin' They wanna talk down on us, that's boring I'm in that foreign, you can tell by the horse She wanna try to play me like a dummy Wrappin' the wood like a mummy She wanna say she celibate Watch how I have this bitch fuckin' [Chorus] I'm in a coupe in a big two seater Turned this thot to a demon She eatin' my semen while pourin' a liter He wanna run too fast when he see us I thought you knew that we was through I run to a bag, that shit ain't new You don't believe me, when I tell you how it is
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- Koujas