Lost Lanes ft. RnP Lyrics

Let it off quick when I buss my clip

Bussing on her tits when I buss my shit

Came so quick that she cuss my shit

But ion give a fuck had to to snuff that bitch

Better get off my dick, better get off my dick

Gotta hit a punk bitch, with a Donkey Kong kick

Gotta get her cunt loose, when she sipping grey goose

Giving her a punt too, call that shit the one-two

Gripping on her hip; muscle start to trip

Get off my dick, give me some lip

Top it off good, roll me some wood

Get me some kush, roll it up good

They said heavy is the head that wears the crown

Well how heavy is the heart that held it down?

Plenty lies, plenty pain

plenty eyes to lost fame

plenty guys lost they lane

But they still ride through the night

All up in em guts with the Richard face

And I don't give a fuck what this bitch gone say

Excuse my French, I don't speak Frances

But this bitch getting flamed, no Crème Brûlée

Y'all really lacking, plenty assassins

One ring and they acting

They really be blasting

Off of Henny and passion

Popping willies and ratchets

We in Philly we packing

Thought I couldn't hit his girl, on god I could

I'll hit it from the back while I roll that wood

Then I'll have her sit back, then ride it good

Have her arch back, Little engine could

Don't fuck around with that fuck around

Cause ion fuck around with no fuck around's

Fuck a round, got drums these fucker rounds

If u just fuck around, why you the fuck around?

Flexing person

Lexus serving

Ex's curving

Wrecked Suburban's

Necklace flirting

Sex perverting

Tech's we blurting

Neck's reverting

Violent surgeon

Guy to purge em

Get washed, detergents

Watch and learn bitch

Why you nervous?

Write these verses

Rhyme, rehearse it

Grind, reverse it

I ain't moved by dudes who ain't real with themselves

I ain't fooled by jewels or the deception of wealth

If we remove yo crew who u calling for help?

And if you snooze you lose we be moving in stealth

Let a clown trip, he gone get found zipped

In a bag, cause he ass, with the foul shit

And I won't trip, working with a round clip

Pay attention, u outta town, skipped, yo crown slipped

Adjust that frown, flip, that shit round

Come kiss my crown, sit yo ass down

Don't get found bound, dipped

Drown, slip

Meet me when I break shit down

When I blow shit, pow

Bitch get down

Click click click plaow

You gotta real slick mouth

Don't get gripped out

Don't get picked out

Don't get tripped out