Corralejo Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Huh, huh, uh, huh
Roll up the za I'm high
A-plus nigga got F's on my ride I'm good everywhere promise baby I'm tied in
Keep it cool, keep it kosher
Hating nigga worried bout what I got
She smile, sneak pics when I count this guap, stuff bread in my pockets all sorts of knots
Load up the top of the spots with all sorts of thots
Tell Corralejo we need us a sponsor
Freak in the bed but in public she proper, fuck tryna save a hoe I ain't no doctor
Broken record, she keep talkin' bout I got what she need
Ain't seeing no competitor ain't no race to the top I'll get there with ease
I cut the brakes I can't and won't stop when it comes to the za I can't let go
She ask if I got feelings I'm sayin' nah, Do I see me with her I'm tellin' her no
Hit it round one then we running it back, kick her out got her running back telling her friends
Gotta get close up on the shirt this ain't polka dots this Fani print
Mike Jones, she ain't want me way back then now I'm up she let me in
But fuck that hoe, she don't want me the want my friend Benjamin
Call your gang you could say it's a party
Need a brown-skinned chocolate bitch K Carbon
I don't need to shoot shit my brother gon spark it
Your hoe in love with me every post she heart it
Playa living, I got couple of vibes out in Tennessee
She say I'm perfect say I deserve the world but I got bad tendencies
Wake up, walk around like that guy, do that casually
Hater, all cause you ain't fly you not matching me
Traumatized from the times I was broke I make no money, I can't go home
Trust in me, I'm taking us long, didn't I tell you I can't go wrong
Shawty tripping, come around asking for coke Lil' bitch I don't play with my nose
I ain't coming to fuck, I came to get dome
Gotta get one up, can't stay, I'm gone
Roll up the za I'm high
A-plus nigga got F's on my ride I'm good everywhere promise baby I'm tied in
Keep it cool, keep it kosher
Hating nigga worried bout what I got
She smile, sneak pics when I count this guap, stuff bread in my pockets all sorts of knots
Load up the top of the spots with all sorts of thots
Tell Corralejo we need us a sponsor
Freak in the bed but in public she proper, fuck tryna save a hoe I ain't no doctor
Broken record, she keep talkin' bout I got what she need
Ain't seeing no competitor ain't no race to the top I'll get there with ease