SEXTVPES lyrics

[Intro]
Call some hoes, moe. Call some hoes. Yeah
Duct tape your grandmother, and that's on everything
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Gold teeth, bad b*tches, they mulatto
Good weed, forty ounces, and some tacos
Shooting at the police, skateboarding and eating pus*y
Doing coke, f*cking raw, Blood gang, that's law
Left hand on that steering wheel, texting hoes with my right hand
Shout out my n*gga Von, 'cause that n*gga my right hand
(Yung Trae A.R. hanging out the window)
(Yung Trae A.R. hanging out the window)
(Yung Trae A.R. hanging out the window)
All my b*tches is nymphos, all my n*ggas steal Fords and Chevys
My mama think I'm Makaveli, My swagger on that Fonzarelli
I'm popping Percs for breakfast, I do coke for lunch, eat pus*y for dinner
God bless this sinner, ask 30th, n*gga I'm a blessing
f*ck around with my n*ggas, I'll bicep your armageddon
Bench press crack cocaine, the black version of Cobain
My old hoes get gangbanged, I drive drunk, but maintain
If my grandma knew, she'd probably cry
My new b*tch is probably bi, if she let me f*ck I'mma make her cry
Manslingo on Greek hoes
That young black, ashy n*gga, but I'm still tanning out Rio
Swimming out in the deep end
I got so much weed, I'm surprised I ain't a weed man
Gold rings, tounuge ring, machine guns under my couch
I had a dream, I broke my legs, and she didn't f*ck, I still kicked her out
f*cking around the East coast, up and down, smuggling drugs
Ratchet n*gga, you f*cking with us, I'll kill your mom, 'cause you f*cking with thugs
Black jacket with a lot of zippers, phone dead 'cause I'm sexting hoes
I swear I think my sh*t don't stink, all these years I ain't close my nose
Ski mask, break in your house, get a n*gga for his flat screens
Sell that sh*t for 300, buy some new clothes and a new gun
My lungs blacker than me n*gga, I swear I need a new one
My life is like too fun, photo shoots and sex tapes
All I eat is wet pus*y, Oreos, and purple grapes
Drug money in my safe, but I stop trapping six months ago
Now all I'm focused on: Music, 'cause these freak hoes is gonna come and go
Y-N-W-V hoe, Spilled Paint, buy that sh*t
I swear to God, I'm high as sh*t, dope sh*t, dope sh*t
After this, I'mma f*ck a b*tch, to Marco's last album
I said..
(Break it down and roll it, inhale and blow it up)
(Break it down and roll it, inhale and blow it up)
(Girl my sh*t say loaded)