D Rose

Lyrics

[Intro] (You gonna end up dead [?]) Wait Yeah-yeah Oh shit Wait Like [Chorus] Oh shit, like I gotta walk wit' the grip, like Sleepy to my right, like Cuz gon' get the assist, wait This .40 gon' burn him Get to shootin' like he Haliburton, like Baddie' pussy wet, got me scuba divin' Think I might drown in that pussy, like [Verse] I mix the Lu wit' the Cookies, like I mix the shh–, just sprinkles, like TP back on his bully Call bro Derrick how he rose the pistol, like Oh shit, play with my bread, get toasted Metal in my hand like Loki Make the .40 sing like Frozen, like That's how cold it get Brand nеw G, better walk with that Leg shot makе him do the [?]–, what? Clo-Clocc in, you runnin' of time, wait Lil' baddie so divine And I fell in love how she bust a wine, like Ca-Can I hit it from behind? Bimmer too tact', love the way it drive, like Call up Kemo, love to throw Call up thotiana, love the way she blow, like G pokin' through the coat Make the bing sing, make the bing flow, like From the Flossy, I'm a Choo-dropper I told her, "TP", like, talk proper, like Back out the tan, now he went to brawlin', like Whole lotta money I'm holdin' Whole lotta bread in the stash, like TP ball like Spalding I was just down bad on my ass Shit like that, like, oh shit Feel like Fivi', fully focused, like Hit from the back, I be matchin' the beat Can't wait till I catch a Choo on feet, like [Chorus] Oh shit, like I gotta walk wit' the grip, like Sleepy to my right, like Cuz gon' get the assist, wait This .40 gon' burn him Get to shootin' like he Haliburton, like Baddie' pussy wet, got me scuba divin' Think I might drown in that pussy, like