Ship lyrics

by

Okaymar


[Intro]
(Twentywrld)
(I...I-I Love You)

[Chorus]
I'm smokin on this gas, boy, I can't see sh*t (Boy I'm off the gas)
If he flexin sh*t, we gon take that sh*t (We gon take that sh*t)
I just got some new pack, finna ship that b*tch (Finna ship that b*tch)
Yo b*tch wet like a ship n sh*t
My cup full wit red, boy, I'm sippin sh*t
That lil b*tch gave me the head, then I'm dippin b*tch (I'm outta there)
I pull to that lil function, rip his sh*t (Nah)
Yo b*tch in my dm's, that lil hoe on deck
Hella blue up in my wallet like a crip
That b*tch like know she want to come to the crib

[Verse]
Yeah, to the crib
I'm high off this Earth, I'm off the scripts
Ima break that b*tch back then I dip
Me n T up in that VIP
These lil boys not touchin me, they can not evеn get in
I'm in it then I'm out
She еat my di*k like In-N-Out
Bro rockin Number Nine Mickey Mouse
Go get that money boy thats what I'm about
Yo b*tch wanna suck di*k for some clout
You want some smoke lets see what you bout
(Laughing)
We pull up to you then we air it out
We pull up to you then we airin sh*t
b*tch you better not step on my Ricks
I'm goin super sayin off the damn lick
You not with the sh*t you a lick
She get on her knees then she lick di*k
I seen a jugg boy [pick sex?]
I'm sippin lean boy where the tris
But there ain't a soul I can trust
Catch me a opp then the Glock buss
I'm off the perc and it's on buss
Broke as f*ck, and you ridin the bus
If I see a opp than I cut up
This b*tch on the yerky, she won't shut up
My boy turnin 30, n he f*cked up
She built like turkey give the neck, yeah
I'm gettin money I'm flexed up
[Chorus]
(Twentywrld)
(I...I-I Love You)
I'm smokin on this gas, boy, I can't see sh*t (Boy I'm off the gas)
If he flexin sh*t, we gon take that sh*t (We gon take that sh*t)
I just got some new pack, finna ship that b*tch (Finna ship that b*tch)
Yo b*tch wet like a ship n sh*t
My cup full wit red, boy, I'm sippin sh*t
That lil b*tch gave me the head, then I'm dippin b*tch (I'm outta there)
I pull to that lil function, rip his sh*t (Nah)
Yo b*tch in my dm's, that lil hoe on deck
Hella blue up in my wallet like a crip
That b*tch like know she want to come to the crib
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