Control lyrics

by

Slump6s


[Intro]
Rubish hoe, she broke ('Cause she broke)

[Chorus]
I ain't doin' no back and forth with these n*ggas, 'cause they broke, yeah
This Bentley Mussane, hop in that G when I go off road (When I go off road)
This b*tch so bad, when I hop inside I use no Trojan
Hop outside, Nascar, b*tch I'm speedin'
Skrrtin' off so fast today, my heart rate done lost control of me
When I walk inside, that's on my gang, you know we ballin'
f*ckin' with 2 twins, yeah, yeah
Swear to God, yeah, I want both of 'em (Both)
Told bro, "We gon' run this sh*t up", yeah, yeah, I'm all in
Ain't never switch on you, when you down bad you can call me
Couple n*ggas switched up, oh yeah, oh yeah, couldn't keep it solid
Saw a n*gga try to run off with my swag, yeah, yeah, they cop it (Yeah, yeah, they cop it)
I could teach you how to run up this sh*t, yeah, ain't go to no college

[Verse]
Phew, bring the hoe over she bad, bad (Yeah, yeah)
Real trap n*gga trapped out, now n*ggas so broke like, "Haha"
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Pull up, new coupe it's matte black
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Leave a n*gga past tense like flashback
Stay with this rod, n*gga, I ain't talkin' no Philly GOAT
All my n*ggas been doin' that fraud, n*gga, we gon' run off with yo info
Countin' up green like the front yard, n*gga
Pop a sedative, b*tch, this ain't no Flintstone
Stay with that Drac' like I'm Lil Yachty
Lil' pus*y n*gga, bet not get close
I already know n*ggas not solid
B-b*tch, I knew this from the get go
I don't want that hoe, just want her body
Pour the drank, and let it sit, hoe
I get to much guap, I can't move sloppy
The last n*gga moved wrong, and he got sent home
That b*tch, she a hoe, she so ungodly
She suck my di*k touch her neck bone
Lot of influence like I'm young Gandhi
Outside, smokin' in door
Light a n*gga up, bingo
All white forces on me, b*tch, it's green go
Love my voice, she love my lingo
Spanish hoe and I'm Bilingual
I been countin' green up like CeeLo
Bet the NLE choppa wanna sing, oh
[Bridge]
Tryna bust it down, down, down, down
Tryna bust it down, down, down, down
Tryna bust it down, down, down, down
I keep feelin' like bust it down, down, down, down
Ride with hunnid round, round, round, round
Walk up in the spot shut it down, down, down
Money callin', I love the sound
And yo b*tch, she love my style
Now they all look at me now (Now they all look at mw now)

[Break]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
I ain't doin' no back and forth with these n*ggas, 'cause they broke, yeah
This Bentley Mussane, hop in that G when I go off road
This b*tch so bad, when I hop inside I use no Trojan
Hop outside, Nascar, b*tch I'm speedin'
Skrrtin' off so fast today, my heart rate done lost control of me
When I walk inside, that's on my gang, you know we ballin'
f*ckin' with 2 twins, yeah, yeah
Swear to God, yeah, I want both of 'em
Told bro, "We gon' run this sh*t up", yeah, yeah, I'm all in
Ain't never switch on you, when you down bad you can call me
Couple n*ggas switched up, oh yeah, oh yeah, couldn't keep it solid
Saw a n*gga try to run off with my swag, yeah, yeah, they cop it
I could teach you how to run up this sh*t, yeah, ain't go to no college
[Bridge]
Tryna bust it down, down, down, down
Tryna bust it down, down, down, down
Tryna bust it down, down, down, down
I keep feelin' like bust it down, down, down, down
Ride with hunnid round, round, round, round
Walk up in the spot shut it down, down, down
Money callin', I love the sound
And yo b*tch, she love my style
Now they all look at me now
Now they all look at me now
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