CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Off The Wall
Hyperventilation
B*t*h throw that a** back til yo booty break in
She don't throw the pu**y at me she Do The Matrix
Bussdown Thotiana these blue faces, YEAH AIGHT
We at The Doubletree tonight
One bed she only like girls but she'll be alright
B*t*h Ride or Die here you dont need a dyke
B*t*h Ride or Die here you dont need a bike
Run down on his A** i don't need a sight
I shot a n***a in his face then he seen his life
Gotdamn how to crucify the n***a he Jesus Christ
B*t*h it’s 20 21 i ain't trying to fight naw
No i'm no D**khead l just got a text from your b*t*h hey big head
Pulled up in that daytona
And that b*t*h red with blue lights on the bottom b*t*h i flickfeds
Woah then i'm back in it
Fish bowl in the front but the back tinted
I ate her in the backseat i was a** kissing but i ain't slipping
Gotta pay attention to strap hidden aye woah this a 45 black
Lives matter and you ain't taking no lives
Better pay attention to that with both eyes she told you i was
Broke but that hoe lied
BOOTY SHAKING ON THE WALL 16x
Quick 100 off the fraud
B*t*h called me broke her stupid A** must be off the dog
Backpack boys and turtle pie i'm cooked off a log
Red in my cup doggy cheap i heard he off the frog
Your favorite rapper favorite rapper check his caption for my
Lyrics
Paul walker in the foreign coupe might crash it how im
Steering Punch God the jack man sh*t its packages appearing
Road runner scam man if he activate i ain't near him
Margiela's with the paint splattered like i work construction
You was always sitting on the bench cause you ain't worth a bucket
Playing in the streets with no stripes you ain't earned you
Nothing
Three man was green cause the little B*t*hes is hurt we thrusting
Three five of apricot gelato i look half asian
You was worried about the hoes i was somewhere bag chasing
You were still flashing dubs i was tryna stash franklins
You riding in a 2010 im out in cali lamb racing
Im out in cali zip facing
2 pendants bussed the duck down boy ain’t sh*t basic
Unckie in the kitchen with some
He need a big apron
Rollie with the big ice chunks like my wrist aching
B*t*h throw that a** back til yo booty break in
She don't throw the pu**y at me she Do The Matrix
Bussdown Thotiana these blue faces, YEAH AIGHT
We at The Doubletree tonight
One bed she only like girls but she'll be alright
B*t*h Ride or Die here you dont need a dyke
B*t*h Ride or Die here you dont need a bike
Run down on his A** i don't need a sight
I shot a n***a in his face then he seen his life
Gotdamn how to crucify the n***a he Jesus Christ
B*t*h it’s 20 21 i ain't trying to fight naw
No i'm no D**khead l just got a text from your b*t*h hey big head
Pulled up in that daytona
And that b*t*h red with blue lights on the bottom b*t*h i flickfeds
Woah then i'm back in it
Fish bowl in the front but the back tinted
I ate her in the backseat i was a** kissing but i ain't slipping
Gotta pay attention to strap hidden aye woah this a 45 black
Lives matter and you ain't taking no lives
Better pay attention to that with both eyes she told you i was
Broke but that hoe lied
BOOTY SHAKING ON THE WALL 16x
Quick 100 off the fraud
B*t*h called me broke her stupid A** must be off the dog
Backpack boys and turtle pie i'm cooked off a log
Red in my cup doggy cheap i heard he off the frog
Your favorite rapper favorite rapper check his caption for my
Lyrics
Paul walker in the foreign coupe might crash it how im
Steering Punch God the jack man sh*t its packages appearing
Road runner scam man if he activate i ain't near him
Margiela's with the paint splattered like i work construction
You was always sitting on the bench cause you ain't worth a bucket
Playing in the streets with no stripes you ain't earned you
Nothing
Three man was green cause the little B*t*hes is hurt we thrusting
Three five of apricot gelato i look half asian
You was worried about the hoes i was somewhere bag chasing
You were still flashing dubs i was tryna stash franklins
You riding in a 2010 im out in cali lamb racing
Im out in cali zip facing
2 pendants bussed the duck down boy ain’t sh*t basic
Unckie in the kitchen with some
He need a big apron
Rollie with the big ice chunks like my wrist aching
