seX (og) lyrics
by Izaya Tiji
[Intro]
(Get wicked Danny)
[Verse]
Shot his a with the Drac'
He fell out the car and we beat his ass
Yuh, bro shot him with the Glock
How y'all roll up but y'all forgot the plot?
Poles in the couch, they all in the spot
He folded up, yeah his body was locked
Show on up, yeah I'll give you the drop
Lil' fiend showed up I gave him some corp
Y'all n*ggas showin' out for the 'gram
That n*gga want beef, all you heard was a, "Blam"
Only got two seats, me and my chop in the Lamb'
I got millionaires [?], yeah
Big ass plain jane drop on me and
And I told that girl do it sloppy like [?]
I'm only 5'6, I'm a freaky lil' man
I couldn't f*ck the b*tch 'cause she reek from her pants
Ew, that b*tch reekin'
Ugh, ugh
b*tch tryna f*ck and I'm just lookin' like, "Ugh"
We still have a problem? Punch a n*gga in his face like, "Uhh"
These busters way too small, we push 'em out the way like, "Uh-uh"
f*cked her in the XM, that pus*y on interstate, uh-uh
Uh, uh, uh-uh
Ain't believe in me you say, "What's the money move?" uh-uh
I don't know who you is, boy, why would I work with you? Uh-uh
I focus on myself 'cause n*ggas all feel like it's worth it too
That sh*t I put myself through that would be achin' and hurtin' you
I'm way too quick to spin all hastefully, buy this purse for you boo
This sh*t wasteful how she tasted me, I ain't datin' on you
We just watch YouTube
I'm inside her, I went su-su
How these doors went backwards I stopped all the traffic when I stepped out
One more Perc' lil' bro was slept out
He need the rest, I got the best
Said, "Hit me up" Y'all boys the feds
We down in Cinci', I'm with the reds
Blues in my purple, that's a lot of heads
If I love you baby you get a lot of sex
Rock a b*tch to bed, that's a lot of rest
Yeah I cheated on her, that's a lot of texts