sorry... lyrics
by David Shawty
[Verse 1: David Shawty]
Baby, throw it back on me
And I'm hopping out the Jeep
I got graveyard skins on me
Smoking on that Pistol Pete
And I know she missing me
And I'm p*ssing on her face
And I'm spraying like some mace
Swipe my card, I'll swipe my Chase
Bet she loves the f*cking taste
Sipping apple juice, it's great
I got b*tches in the place
[Verse 2: Yungster Jack]
And we're flashing all the drugs
This that apple juice and rum
Put the pus*y on my tongue
David hit the dispensary with Max and now I'm feeling numb
I'ma suckle on her c*nt
Yeah, my music doesn't suck
Fingers hittin' the back of her guts
Please don't talk sh*t to me, Thaiboy
[Verse 3: Safeguard]
I'm f*cking with the wrong one, I'm f*cking with the beats
Raw when it's in her mouth, I'm like how did you eat those?
Bad b*tch with me, yeah, she sucking toes
Yeah, eat sh*t like Fritos
First time with pot, then I clean those
I got my prom suit, I'm a freak ho
Your b*tch's spray tan look like a bunch of Cheetos
Your freak b*tch tryna f*ck, no, no
I do my dance and I do my f*cking stance
I got a lot of money, I got checks