CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Internet Racks
Aye, turn me up Deezy
PGLO made this beat
Yo, oh no, I wipe my nut off on that b*t*h
I keep my pole on these hoes, know I'm f**kin' on that b*t*h
Heard you told, oh no, we gotta get him knocked off quick
On the phone, with his bro, then we pop up on that sh*t
I'm on my own
I don't really do that, b*t*h, slob up on my d**k
Slob up on my d**k
Love that bone, get that bone, told my dawg go head and get it
I'm so cold, you could put it in a comb, and I still got love for my hitters, oh yeah
Internet racks, b*t*h, internet racks, b*t*h
Five iPhones, goin' to the same address
Yeah, it's getting hot out, so my b*t*h put ass in that dress, yes
Racks on his mind, he so stressеd
Most of my opps they dead, I'm blessеd
F&N scar b*t*h, yeah, that's a fully
I don't want your heart b*t*h, just give me that pu**y
Sippin red, Wock' b*t*h
f**k me, yeah, squat b*t*h
I got knots, lots b*t*h
We got lots of Glocks b*t*h
If I show my weapons on IG, then I'd get locked up
Carbon rifle under the floorboard, yeah that lil' b*t*h stocked up
Leave a n***a wet, oh yeah, leave him mopped b*t*h
Wanna see him flex, cause, he gon' get popped b*t*h
Yo, oh no, I wipe my nut off on that b*t*h
I keep my pole on these hoes, know I'm f**kin' on that b*t*h
Heard you told, oh no, we gotta get him knocked off quick
On the phone, with his bro, then we pop up on that sh*t
I'm on my own
I don't really do that, b*t*h, slob up on my d**k
Slob up on my d**k
Love that bone, get that bone, told my dawg go head and get it
I'm so cold, you could put it in a comb, and I still got love for my hitters, oh yeah
Aye, turn me up Deezy
PGLO made this beat
Yo, oh no, I wipe my nut off on that b*t*h
I keep my pole on these hoes, know I'm f**kin' on that b*t*h
Heard you told, oh no, we gotta get him knocked off quick
On the phone, with his bro, then we pop up on that sh*t
I'm on my own
I don't really do that, b*t*h, slob up on my d**k
Slob up on my d**k
Love that bone, get that bone, told my dawg go head and get it
I'm so cold, you could put it in a comb, and I still got love for my hitters, oh yeah
Internet racks, b*t*h, internet racks, b*t*h
Five iPhones, goin' to the same address
Yeah, it's getting hot out, so my b*t*h put ass in that dress, yes
Racks on his mind, he so stressеd
Most of my opps they dead, I'm blessеd
F&N scar b*t*h, yeah, that's a fully
I don't want your heart b*t*h, just give me that pu**y
Sippin red, Wock' b*t*h
f**k me, yeah, squat b*t*h
I got knots, lots b*t*h
We got lots of Glocks b*t*h
If I show my weapons on IG, then I'd get locked up
Carbon rifle under the floorboard, yeah that lil' b*t*h stocked up
Leave a n***a wet, oh yeah, leave him mopped b*t*h
Wanna see him flex, cause, he gon' get popped b*t*h
Yo, oh no, I wipe my nut off on that b*t*h
I keep my pole on these hoes, know I'm f**kin' on that b*t*h
Heard you told, oh no, we gotta get him knocked off quick
On the phone, with his bro, then we pop up on that sh*t
I'm on my own
I don't really do that, b*t*h, slob up on my d**k
Slob up on my d**k
Love that bone, get that bone, told my dawg go head and get it
I'm so cold, you could put it in a comb, and I still got love for my hitters, oh yeah
Aye, turn me up Deezy
