aspect Lyrics

What's the aspect, Let me get the ratio

About 20 lined up, here comes another hoe

Always folding under pressure, boy, why you always choke

Give your girl some bruises on her knees, yeah, she give me throat

Yeah, I'm out here rocking Fendi, Talk about money, I got plenty

I know I'm a bit obnoxious, she riding like a cowgirl, But she topless, hold up, let's stop this

Switch with the flow, she give me blow like a leaf blower

Got all of them on me, I'm a hoarder

I got her wet like a boat though

Have some of my cream, here's a root beer float hoe

You know I'm always down to blow

Not in that way, I mean up the score

Treat you like some crack, finna whip you up in the pack

Mainly if you beefing with my crew

Bout to whip you up in a pot

Say you want some beef, how about let's not

Wait till you meet my Glock

Shit got a dot, it'll shoot you right on the spot

What's the aspect? Let me get the ratio

Bout 20 lined up, here comes another hoe

Always folding under pressure, boy, why you always choke

Give your girl some bruises on her knees, yeah, she give me throat

Got her on her knees, and she do as I please

Yeah, she out here giving me sloppy

Told her to come over, leaping on me like a froggy

You know we did it, traveling, I ain't lift a pivot

Had her moaning like a damn ribbit

We always use the rubber, she wants some money, you know I dub her

Cleaning her pipes like a plumber

I may be dumb, but she dumber

Wanna meet my plug, you know I got a front her

Give me the money, bouncing on the beat like a damn bunny

Gave her some wax like it's some honey, it's pretty funny

Got her laughing when I say I got it, I ain't capping

You ain't my homie, we ain't dabbing

Fucking her up, left her sapping

Gave her the maple, this shit's for the game, it's my staple

I belong here, no more living in fear

Cut my hoes off like a sheer, but I look in the mirror

Say hi to myself, say it's gonna be a good day, cause I'm by myself

What's the aspect? Let me get the ratio

About 20 lined up, here comes another hoe

Always folding under pressure, boy, why you always choke

Gave her a cross, some bruises on her knees, yeah, she gave me throat