Indian Hair lyrics

[Hook] (4x)
Flip my weave, light the weed, hit the floor
Flip my weave, light the weed, drop it low

[Verse 1]
Good weed, good weave from the Indians
Lost a lil weight, but dat ass gettin thick again
Went a lil broke, but I'm back bouta check again
Thought I fell in love, I jus really want da neck again
Purp in the air like Shmurda hat
And if these b*tches feelin hot I can ice dat
Flow on frozen, rap game Elsa
Bouta let it go on these hoes tryna test her
Her being me, I’m she, I’m that b*tch
You wannabe, call Nev, she a catfish
Uh, even Ash couldn’t catch this
Pikachu thunder stones twerkin on my left wrist

[Hook] (4x)
Flip my weave, light the weed, hit the floor
Flip my weave, light the weed, drop it low

[Verse 2]
Good weed, good weave from the indians
Got em kinda shook, they ain't see me comin back again
Mix me w the juice like gin or wuddeva
Im jus tryna make a cute boy sin or wuddeva
Baby daddy can’t stand me
Neither can his b*tch, so we one big family
I be on the tables when they talk about dancing
Body like a candlelight dinner, romantic
Young n*gga, young n*gga move dat dope
Deep throat, numb on the tongue like coke
Powder blue whip, keep it clean like soap
Powder pink furs, hang it up, no rope
I need a n*gga like I need sack of nickels
If it ain't about the pockets or the pickle, im tickled
Can’t love a thot cuz I only love to shop
Jus swipe ya f*ckin credit if u wanna get me hot
Whisper sweet nothings bout louis v and louboutin
Get it in, meet my white friends, buy me din din
Take me on trips, put ya lips to the lips i shave
Only unpaid b*tches get played
Weave long, pus*y good, head game on fleek
Read a new book, new b*tch every week
Pat myself on the back cuz im jus that cold
f*ck a sweater any weather i can f*ck yo hoes
I can f*ck yo wife i can take yo b*tch
I can pimp yo ride, might support yo kids
Happy homes get murked
Booty cheeks get twerked
Vodka bottles get turnt
No lessons get learned
b*tch we out here, thug life, drug life
f*ck about a love life
Money in the bank, smokin dank til i faint life
Artist w a mean stroke, watercolor paint life
Do what i can when i want, f*ck the can’t life
[Hook] (12x)
Flip my weave, light the weed, hit the floor
Flip my weave, light the weed, drop it low