purpul ft. makai Lyrics

Yea, the plug keep hitting my phone

Yea, and he like where have you gone

Yea, your bitch keep playing my songs

Yea, she playing them hits on her phone

Yea this number nine, no rick

Dirty draco stick

Yea these rappers got no hits

Yea, cause they not rapping shit

Riding around in a hummer

Riding around in a hummer, yea

Windows top down summer, yea

We come with that thunder

They hate on the come up

Counting money guala

I got bitches rocking prada

Fashion nova thats a nada

Yea I can't fuck with the drama

Cause I only fuck with dollars

Yea like who got that guala

Rocking fendi prada

They hate on the come up

Big ass stick it put you under

Up in Sea-Tac we finna hit the airport

I got a brand new gat I know you not prepared for

Hit that bitch from the back, we up on the tenth floor

I'll be sipping this yak, I tell that bitch to pour more

All four, on the floor

That's your bitch tell me what she known for

All four, on the floor

Tell me how it feel to see my diamonds shine

I'm getting so damn high, I feel like I can fly

Imma kill it one more time just for this beat

You switching up and you be lying, you know I see

He gotta pay a big price to get that feat

Heard you a mouse with the mice, you want that cheese

I'm in your house with your wife, she sucking me

We been fucking all night, she stuck with me