CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Bonnie & Clyde

Aye I'm a fast car hitman
In the field workin' with my corners I'm a blitz man
Say she like to travel told her we can take a trip then
Pretty b*t*h short and she thicker than some quick sand
She look just like a vixen
Oh ooh oh
We be trappin' on this stove all night
Grab ya Glock 30 clip we can throw all night
If I feed the b*t*h some Hennessy she goin' all night
Say she wanna try some ecstasy I told her alright
Lil mama don't you worry I'm gon' get us so straight
Told her close your eyes when you open up you'll be paid
Takin' drugs for my scars, purple in my lemonade
Empty out my cups to bеtter days

They won't take my soul, ain't no Hollywood b*t*h
Gotta keep a polе on me when I move around it ain't no joke
Like magic disappear its hocus pocus
Aye tell me where's the beef, let me know
And if it's cold we can heat it up
Hit your family tree through the front door
You ain't gotta lock the back for none

I'm a need my money fast
I remember how you switched up when I shared my last
I don't like that type of energy
I do the dash on 'em
They gon' turn into an enemy ya karma comin' from it
Sippin' from the bottle I think I could almost see the bottom
I could drown out all these problems but I know that ain't gon' solve it
Block ya number, you a bother
I ain't interested in talkin'
If you do too much I got somethin' to really make you stop it
Shout out back home, couple homies with me always kept it solid
Nothin' change between us, I'm a give you somethin' out my pocket
Only f**kin' with a few, don't hit me up unless you coppin'
And my people kickin' doors, no you don't want it b*t*h I promise