CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : All Time High
Coke Boi
Get to the bag and I go
I get done f**kin' ya b*t*h and I go
Roll up a blunt full of that Runtz, feelin' like I poured a four
I told her panties gotta go
She want me to take it slow
She like how the money rain on the floor
She lighten up like some twinkle toes
Most of these n***as goin' out sad
Man, this sh*t is sad
You really can't do nothin' but chase a bag
d**kridin' at an all-time high
Gotta watch your back, they'll take your spot
Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot (Hot, yeah)
Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot (Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot)
Snitchin'-ass n***a, you gon' rot (Snitchin'-ass n***a, you gon' rot)
Can't tell on my brother, I would not (Can't tell on my brother, I would not)
One of a kind, man, we so hot (One of a kind, man, we so hot, yeah)
Can't let these n***as break us up (Yeah)
They just mad we in the Bentley truck
f**k around and get stumped I'm upholdin' your ass, playin' around with us
Draw my gun if I see you movin' too fast, no need to rush
Six hour flight, wake me when the plane finna land, no catchin' bust
Got your b*t*h up on her knees and I'm finna bust
Saint Laurent muddy bust
Bustin' out my damn jeans, and it's not enough
Saint Laurent jeans bustin'out my f**kin' what and I'm finna what? Man, damn
Get to the bag and I go
I get done f**kin' ya b*t*h and I go
Roll up a blunt full of that Runtz, feelin' like I poured a four
I told her panties gotta go
She want me to take it slow
She like how the money rain on the floor
She lighten up like some twinkle toes
Most of these n***as goin' out sad
Man, this sh*t is sad
You really can't do nothin' but chase a bag
d**kridin' at an all-time high
Gotta watch your back, they'll take your spot
Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot (Hot, yeah)
Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot (Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot)
Snitchin'-ass n***a, you gon' rot (Snitchin'-ass n***a, you gon' rot)
Can't tell on my brother, I would not (Can't tell on my brother, I would not)
One of a kind, man, we so hot (One of a kind, man, we so hot, yeah)
Can't let these n***as break us up (Yeah)
They just mad we in the Bentley truck
f**k around and get stumped I'm upholdin' your ass, playin' around with us
Draw my gun if I see you movin' too fast, no need to rush
Six hour flight, wake me when the plane finna land, no catchin' bust
Got your b*t*h up on her knees and I'm finna bust
Saint Laurent muddy bust
Bustin' out my damn jeans, and it's not enough
Saint Laurent jeans bustin'out my f**kin' what and I'm finna what? Man, damn
