5$TAR CYPHER (BBL Drizzy remix) lyrics

[Intro: Nikowoodyear]
Hoe, come eat this di*k up, yeah
Hoe, come eat this di*k up, yeah yeah
Hoe, come eat this di*k up, yeah yeah
Hoe, come eat this di*k up, yeah yeah
I ain't need it, I don't know, b*tch
Hoe, come eat this di*k up, yeah yeah
Hoe, come eat this di*k up, yeah yeah
Come eat this di*k up, yeah
Hoe, come eat this di*k up, hoe come eat this di*k up

[Verse 1: Nikowoodyear]
Hoe, come eat this di*k up
Hoe, comе eat this di*k up
She gag on the di*k, shе don't hiccup
She gag on the di*k, hoe she spit up
[?], I f*ck on her sister
Let Trixie say n*gga
Yeah, Lil Trixie say n*gga
Let Trixie say n*gga
Big Trixie say n*gga, she Asian but she-
She Asian and say n*gga
Let Trixie say n*gga
Let Trixie say n*gga
Trixie is a real n*gga
She be saying n*gga, Trixie is my n*gga
[Verse 2: Kxndy]
Imma run it up, get straight to the bag
Don't know if that hoe bad, cause I hit it from the back
b*tch got the best BBL in history, I know you ain't missin' me
Got your hoe, she lickin' me, I'm tryna f*ck on Trixie
Imma slide in a coupe, slide in that sh*t
Your hoe wanna f*ck on me, not you
Lil bro, I need a [?]. that's why I don't f*ck with you
[?], B- b*tch I'm rockin' all that chrome
'member days I was alone, now I kick it with your hoe
(Oohh, Oohh)

[Bridge: Skreet2x]
sh*t, I'm tweakin', I need fentanyl, I call up Wayne
Yea, Big BBL on top my b*tch, like she papi champagne
Rosay poppin' n*gga
M-box droppin' n*gga
Chrome Hearts, shoppin' n*gga
sh*t, I'm a pill poppin' n*gga
b*tch I break the wallet, spend it all on fentanyl
I put that blick inside my pocket, then I crash and let it off
Say he a fan then I'm gon' spin, she rock Christian b*tch still sin
Say I blow fent to help my Zen, crackhead b*tch, wan' f*ck me when?
A honey pack to keep my brick, Daily Sag said Max hella thick

[Verse 3: Destin Laurel]
Huh, I ain't even touchin' it, I ain't even tryna hump the b*tch
Superb, Imma crash the b*tch, Imma eat it for lunch and then Imma dip
I been punchin' in, I cannot guess, I be hunchin' it
I said I like that [?], I put my tongue in it
I'm all in that ass, not deep
[?], I told her, 'Get it Sexy, get it Sexy'
I need a bad girl, come over here and bless me
Come over here and show me, pay me what you owe me
[Bridge: Destin Laurel]
Uh, I just wanna flow, flow, flow
I just wanna flow, flow, flow
I just wanna flow, flow, flow
I just want that throat, throat, throat
I just want that throat, throat, throat
I just want that throat, throat-

[Verse 4: Wayne Almighty]
She ridin' that di*k like she slayin'
I'm swervin', yeah, I'm in the lead
Yeah, pus*y ass n*ggas be feinin'
Might die here over some b*tch
In the black truck, f*ck is you sayin'?
No stranger, I can't be b*tched
f*ck is a [?]
Oh, she wanna BBL? I told that b*tch get a CDL
b*tch not gon' see me there, pull up to Miami, I'll see you 'round
Seeeyuauhh

[Verse 5: Dexelz]
Come take that di*k (Come take that di*k)
Come take that perc (Come take that perc)
Come rub my di*k (Rub my di*k)
One through ten, what's yo' pain? I need yo' brain (Need yo' brain)
I need that sh*t (Need it) Come suck my di*k (Come suck it)
Come suck my sh*t, ride my di*k, like a pony
(Skrt, Skrt) All these stupid n*ggas so phony (Stupid)
She playin' wit my di*k like Sony
Two X, yeah that mean I'm thick, like Skreet
[Verse 6: Lance London]
She wanna BBL, she said that she doesn't get some money
Hop out the van and get to runnin'
She can see out the benz and she get to c*mmin'
She try to dance up in my face
She must not know that her booty stink
It smell like trash, needa throw it away
Smell like dead fish up in a tank
But she gon' dance for money, she bounce that ass like she a bunny
But she tryna f*ck on me, I told that hoe I don't want it, yeah

[Verse 7: Hydra]
Lil boy is a wack ass n*gga, he a cap ass n*gga
His crew, they f*ck with some maggots
f*ck them n*ggas, yall weird ass n*ggas
They staying together like some mo'f*ckin' f-
Haha, nah, they callin' me ugly, [?]
Come here, dumbass n*ggas get swept
Act like opps when they come 'round b*tches
Huh, they writing some letters
I'm have a stick with 24 rounds on me, got me feeling like Kobe this summer
n*gga be talkin' too much and then we meet up, that boy turnin' to a runner