Skeet skeet, throw it on repeat Concrete, no you can't move me 3D, everybody see me CDs, passem on 6th street
Beep beep, driving down Main Street Stepping on the the beat brrrrruhbuhbuh My girl walks out an she looks so good Ya get knocked down but ya can't get up
Skeet skeet, throw it on repeat Stepping on the the beat brrrrruhbuhbuh My girl walks out an she looks so good Ya get knocked down but ya can't get up
Baby I been drinking all night I don't gotta ride, so I'm gonna call a life line Auntie Anne, we ain't blood related So I fold her like a pretzel, bitch I'm going mental
Shawty surely giving brain call her Shirley Temple If you need a bad bitch you can get a rental Riding with my dogs we be coolin in the kennel Worldwide hoes call me Jimmy Contintental
Bouta eat it up and I ain't even got utensils Fuck up in her mouth and now I'm fucking with her dental Fuckin on her throat now she got tonsillitis Touch my dick once now I call the bitchh Midas
Jack be nimble, Jack be quick Yo mom know how to handle dick Jack got dimples, Jack be slick Jack got jumped and he dropped all six Like ooh yuh, all six Trap more wax than a candlestick And he snagged yo bitch And I'm Jack and I gave her that...
Skeet skeet, throw it on repeat Concrete, no you can't move me 3D, everybody see me CDs, passem on 6th street
Beep beep, driving down Main Street Stepping on the the beat brrrrruhbuhbuh My girl walks out an she looks so good Ya get knocked down but ya can't get up
Skeet skeet, throw it on repeat Stepping on the the beat brrrrruhbuhbuh My girl walks out an she looks so good Ya get knocked down but ya can't get up
Skeet skeet, put it on repeat Bust on her face and her best friend retweet Gravy take ya bitch and you ain't gettin a receipt Hit the hoe once then I ghost like a ouija
Bored, I be bored, I be feeling like a whore I be looking at her eyes while she screaming out more On tour I'm with Gravy, get yo tickets at the door Mi amor, I'm in love, give her kissety kiss
I got your bitch licking lickety split I hit that shit to some Elliot Smith I'm in the Tesla, the miracle whip And I got your bitch sayin brrrrruhbuhbuh
Calling out papa, feeling like a hot shot Mothers fucking want it but they never getting nada Smoking in the hot box, stuck inside the fuckin Lincoln tunnel I could do it if I wanna but I'm drinking
What can I say, living today Passing my blunt to my baby She don't even smoke but she hit that shit for me We roll with my crew and we coming bout 40 I'm sipping
Skeet skeet, throw it on repeat Concrete, no you can't move me 3D, everybody see me CDs, passem on 6th street
Beep beep, driving down Main Street Stepping on the the beat brrrrruhbuhbuh My girl walks out an she looks so good Ya get knocked down but ya can't get upTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
