Sorbet lyrics

[Intro]
(Pyrex, turn me up)
None of that rap
Bill, ahaha
Right, Luxury Tax steal your b*tch
Yuh, yeah

[Chorus]
She thick, petite, and gorgeous (gorgeous)
House in the hills, enormous (yeah)
Back to back foreigns with horses (what else?)
I meet your plug and extort him (what else?)
Meet at the jet in the mornin'
I'm addicted, I wake up and pour it (yeah)
All of this ice, no sorbet
Straight to the f*ckin', no foreplay
A plug wanna meet on the runway (runway)
Drop it off, pick it up Monday (Monday)
I sold them pints on a Sunday
Tryna run it up, you know that's always
I'm richer than all of my teachers I ever had, I know they mad (what else?)
I never followed them rules, I used to trap it and sell it in hallways

[Verse]
My neck, wrist, fist, lit, b*tch, you know we ballin' (ice)
I ran through an M, no black and whites
I put that on law and my momma (what else?)
I caught on, my family was fraudin'
These pus*y n*ggas made me heartless
I'ma go get regardless
What's the play, then I count out the commas
Want a Richard Mille like I'm a golfer
Never f*cked on a b*tch and her momma
We took the FF57's and Carbons
I'm leavin' my kids on the garments
I took the gang just to have me a orgy (uh)
Lil' broke b*tch, you cannot afford me
b*tch, I been trappin' and rappin'
We smoke on the jet, it's commercial, got borin'
Pal, I ain't rich, I spent racks on my outfit
Cactus Jack 4's that ain't even come out yet
I'm drippin' this water like I'm a faucet, caution
I keep it on me, I'm cautious (what else?)
Gotta make it back home to my daughter
I'm a real trap n*gga, I ain't no artist (what else?)
We gon' link up and gon' solve that
I brought my stick in the party (yeah)
[Chorus]
She thick, petite, and gorgeous (gorgeous)
House in the hills, enormous
Back to back foreigns with horses
I meet your plug and extort him (extort)
Meet at the jet in the mornin'
I'm addicted, I wake up and pour it (pour it)
All of this ice, no sorbet
Straight to the f*ckin', no foreplay
A plug wanna meet on the runway (runway)
Drop it off, pick it up Monday
I sold them pints on a Sunday (pints)
Tryna run it up, you know that's always
I'm richer than all of my teachers I ever had, I know they mad
I never followed them rules, I used to trap it and sell it in hallways