icherishuale - in the x
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{Intro: icherishuale}
What? Bitch, what?
{Verse: icherishuale}
I got niggas in the X sayin, "Bow" like Milwaukee (Yeah)
On me, this bitch wanna fuck 'cause she adore me (Hey)
And I'm in the Range Rove', you know this bitch got four seats
He not for me, up and out of space like Rick and Morty
I feel like the champ, you know, I'm feelin' the glory (Bow, yeah)
Shorty all up on my dick, she ask me why I'm horny (Hey)
Got the checkerboard Vans on and I got a .40
Pockets swollen, nacho chips, nigga, and I'm getting more cheese
I don't want that bitch, she smell like Greasy Grove (Yeah)
Choppa got his body burning like he touched the stovе
No, I'm not in the stu', yeah, I made this shit at homе
Makin' two bands, and I cheated like it's (?...)
{Verse: brodiebased}
Fuck a-Fuck a fast car, pull up in a truck, nigga
Yeah, I'm sipping lean, you can hear it in my cup, nigga
I see hella fuck niggas, hell nah, I can't fuck with ya
I don't give a fuck if you up, I get up with ya
Swag dripping, put me in a magazine
Blicky got a clip, but the choppa got a magazine
Came a long way, taking niggas hoes in the hallway
Tim Hardaway, bitch, I ball on my off day
¿Qué lo que?, ¿Qué lo que?, coming, Mami
Gave that hoe the wrong number, still tryna call me
Took a Perc' and (?...), feelin' like a zombie
Why these niggas wanna test me? Do I look like Johnny?
Bitch, I'm moving like I'm Clyde, name the G-LOCK Bonnie
And I'ma let it bust at a nigga, no Diddy
Don't give a fuck if I'm an ugly nigga 'cause my hoes pretty
Put yo' bitch on the stage, now she doin' shows with me
And I heard your bitch (?...), got yo' fuckin' hoes with me
Heard you niggas looking for me, I ain't hiding, come and get me
(Like, deadass, nigga, I am never hiding from you niggas, pussy)
{Intro: icherishuale}
What? Bitch, what?
{Verse: icherishuale}
I got niggas in the X sayin, "Bow" like Milwaukee (Yeah)
On me, this bitch wanna fuck 'cause she adore me (Hey)
And I'm in the Range Rove', you know this bitch got four seats
He not for me, up and out of space like Rick and Morty
I feel like the champ, you know, I'm feelin' the glory (Bow, yeah)
Shorty all up on my dick, she ask me why I'm horny (Hey)
Got the checkerboard Vans on and I got a .40
Pockets swollen, nacho chips, nigga, and I'm getting more cheese
I don't want that bitch, she smell like Greasy Grove (Yeah)
Choppa got his body burning like he touched the stovе
No, I'm not in the stu', yeah, I made this shit at homе
Makin' two bands, and I cheated like it's (?...)
{Verse: brodiebased}
Fuck a-Fuck a fast car, pull up in a truck, nigga
Yeah, I'm sipping lean, you can hear it in my cup, nigga
I see hella fuck niggas, hell nah, I can't fuck with ya
I don't give a fuck if you up, I get up with ya
Swag dripping, put me in a magazine
Blicky got a clip, but the choppa got a magazine
Came a long way, taking niggas hoes in the hallway
Tim Hardaway, bitch, I ball on my off day
¿Qué lo que?, ¿Qué lo que?, coming, Mami
Gave that hoe the wrong number, still tryna call me
Took a Perc' and (?...), feelin' like a zombie
Why these niggas wanna test me? Do I look like Johnny?
Bitch, I'm moving like I'm Clyde, name the G-LOCK Bonnie
And I'ma let it bust at a nigga, no Diddy
Don't give a fuck if I'm an ugly nigga 'cause my hoes pretty
Put yo' bitch on the stage, now she doin' shows with me
And I heard your bitch (?...), got yo' fuckin' hoes with me
Heard you niggas looking for me, I ain't hiding, come and get me
(Like, deadass, nigga, I am never hiding from you niggas, pussy)