​photoshoot lyrics

by

Dom Corleo


[Intro]
Yeah (Yeah)

[Chorus]
I met shawty at my photoshoot (Photoshoot)
Ain't a b*tch that I can't bag (I can't bag)
I f*cked her in the green room (f*ck the club)
Shawty, I'm loaded up (Loaded up)
Double cup, I pour it up (I pour it up)
I got codeine in my cup (We got that codeine)
Got it filled up with some residue (I filled it up)
Look at all that hate they do (Yeah)
They look at me, I'm swaggin' out (Swagged out)
Chanel on my glasses now (Yeah)
That's why they wanna come match me now
It's just f*ck what you askin' 'bout (Uh)
I'm drivin' that Wraith, then I'm crashin' out
I'm takin' that pic' with the flash, I'm out (Okay)
Shawty wanna pull up, shake her ass right now (Oh, yeah)

[Verse]
She gon' take that di*k, she gon' gag it up (Gag it up)
And I can't even f*ck her (Can't even f*ck)
I'm covered in red like the Baphomet now (Hold up)
But the Devil a f*cker (The Devil a f*cker)
My jeans too tight, I can't even f*ck you
These here Undercover (Yeah)
I'm posted up, rockin' some Jun Takahashi (Posted up)
With a Moncler puffer (Wow)
Every time I go and get on the jet, I be takin' off like a pilot (I step on the runway just like a jet)
I roll it up and put some Grabba in my Backwood, I ain't even high yet (I'm not f*ckin' high yet)
She excited, she ain't ever f*cked with drugs, I told shawty, "Come and try it" (I told shawty, "Come and try it")
She tryna act all saditty with her friends, you ain't gotta gas it (Her friends ugly)
You ain't gotta gas it (Uh-huh)
Every time I come back in the game (Uh-huh), I turn it up and make a classic (Uh-huh)
Every time I go load up the bags (Uh-huh), I think I need some bigger baggage (Woah-oh-oh)
Every time I get down on my hands, I need to wash it off and rinse it (Woah-oh-oh)
In love with money, ain't against it (Uh-huh)
[Pre-Chorus]
I'm tryna go (I'm tryna go)
Said, "I'm tryna go" (Yes, I'm tryna go)
I'm tryna get money forever (Money forever)
Yeah, I'm covered in money forever (Money forever)
Let us f*ck forever (Let's f*ck forever)
Let's f*ck forever (Let's f*ck forever)
On a velveted bed with gold chains and Gucci leather (Ah-ah)

[Chorus]
I met shawty at my photoshoot (Photoshoot)
Ain't a b*tch that I can't bag (I can't bag)
I f*cked her in the green room (f*ck the club)
Shawty, I'm loaded up (Loaded up)
Double cup, I pour it up (I pour it up)
I got codeine in my cup (Codeine)
Got it filled up with some residue
Look at all that hate they do
They look at me, I'm swaggin' out
Chanel on my glasses now
That's why they wanna come match me now
It's just f*ck what you askin' 'bout
I'm drivin' that Wraith, then I'm crashin' out
I'm takin' that pic' with the flash, I'm out
Shawty wanna pull up, shake her ass right now (Shake her ass right now)
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