SHOW OFF Lyrics

Let's talk about Shooter, I'm killing it

She all on my line, she coming over cause she feeling me

I like the way she shaking, she really be doing it

When you rollie, I stop, it really be freezing me

I catch all the time Baby come over and just slide

Rollie in my wrist and you know I ain't lying She popping the pussy, pussy is so fine

Shorty wanting to be mine I put her on a six, she leaving at nine

Tell her bring a friend, we're both gonna vine Hold on, hold on, hold on

Baby like it when I show off Hold on, hold on, hold on

She like the way the gun go off Hold on, hold on, hold on

I like the way she step cross on Shorty so bad that she got me all turned on

Fuck her so good man, she really can't go on Hold on, hold on, hold on

Baby like it when I show off Hold on, hold on, hold on

She like the way the gun go off Hold on, hold on, hold on

When I step out, she start throwing up Don't give a fuck man, I really be pouring up

Dropping that bitch cause she really be hoeing up

Shorty like it when I take off All of that Rarri, she give me that face up

I like the face with no makeup All of that ass, she really be caked up

My dick in her mouth, she stay sharp She wanna fly, or she should make her

I can't fuck on her, she wanna breesha

Shorty a treesh, she wanna take all the dick now

I'm fucking her friends, she a baddie from Brazil

She like to tease, I'm fucking her once and I say ciao

You can't have my phone, yeah Shorty, you really be too loud

Hold on, baby like it when I'm moving, I smoke

Stop fucking with me, baby, I got the goons out

I got the bags and I got all the blues

She wanted to suck me, baby, keep it cool now

I'm fucking her friends, she ain't got a clue

We keep it a secret, we keep all the fools out

All up on me, shorty stuck like some glue

I'll give you some money, I'm stuck in the stew now

Okay, hold on, hold on, baby like it when I show up

Okay, hold on, hold on, she like the way the gun go off

Okay, hold on, hold on, all I do is use that croissant

Shorty so bad and she got me all turned on

Fuck her so good, man, she really can't go on

Okay, hold on, hold on, baby like it when I show up

Hold on, hold on, she like the way the gun go off

Hold on, hold on, when I step out, she start throwing up

Don't give a fuck, man, I really be pouring up

Don't drop in that bitch, cause she really be hoeing up

Shout out my nigga Bahnii

Shout out my nigga Trey

Shout out my nigga J Money

J Banz, J Drizzle

Shit

It's Raps, of course

Okay, got my nigga D Money too, you feel me

Reaper Maybach

You know the vibes, big shit

I'll do that too