Exxxotic lyrics

[Chorus]
Thick lil' b*tch and she exotic
Heard my song said I'm a rider
How many times tryna f*ck 'fore the party
She suckin' my di*k on autopilot
sl*ts, money, fame, narcotics
If it ain't that, then I don't want it (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Young pretty n*gga I walk in your party
Got every O on me, that paper it comin' (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
I f*ck the hundreds inside of my pocket
But this sh*t a band, no it's not very common (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Laugh to the bank over [?]
Hahahahaha no comment (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
I whip out my gully gun
And shoot an opp they thought they got me (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
I make an opp shoot like [?]
Suckin' a di*k if you ain't gon' deep throat (Whoa)
n*ggas they don't know me but lookin' through the peephole (Yuh)
So much codeine this sh*t lethal (Yuh)
They think I'm a racist the way I got K's
Shout out to Michael that n*gga my gang
This on everything evеn my chain
If you don't got all the sh*t you love

[Verse]
Stop her to f*ck but shе's a momma
Only problem is I f*cked her daughter
Can't do dat I don't do drama
I only make racks and commas (Racks and commas)
I only like percs and M's (Whoa)
All you n*ggas follow trends
Double D's and double cups and double thots
I'm f*ckin' twins (Whoa)
Raeusi in his bag no duffle (Whoa)
I might have to scuffle (Whoa)
If a n*gga step on these Rick's (What)
I might have to snuff him
I got brand new AirPod Max
That n*gga still got wires you wack
I'll take a hoe and break her back
Runnin' these checks like I do laps (Huh, what what)
[Chorus]
Thick lil' b*tch and she exotic
Heard my song said I'm a rider
How many times tryna f*ck 'fore the party
She suckin' my di*k on autopilot
sl*ts, money, fame, narcotics
If it ain't that, then I don't want it (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Young pretty n*gga I walk in your party
Got every O on me, that paper it comin' (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
I f*ck the hundreds inside of my pocket
But this sh*t a band, no it's not very common (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Laugh to the bank over [?]
Hahahahaha no comment (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
I whip out my gully gun
And shoot an opp they thought they got me (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
I make an opp shoot like [?]
Suckin' a di*k if you ain't gon' deep throat (Whoa)
n*ggas they don't know me but lookin' through the peephole (Yuh)
So much codeine this sh*t lethal (Yuh)
They think I'm a racist the way I got K's
Shout out to Michael that n*gga my gang
This on everything even my chain
If you don't got all the sh*t you love