Phucking Up The Algorithm
Tapri Grams
2:35Bad lil' bitch you my bad influence Pretty ass bitch, she know how to do it Freak ass bitch, she get right to it Fine ass bitch, they ain't used to it I smell good and I look good Can I lick y'all body like my back wood Knockin' on y'all nani baby like, wood Why you come around, you know you ain't good A nigga strip out yo kit, that's yo Manhood Nigga two 12's, beatin' out that boxwood Gettin' marked out, really don't look good ARP ring, put you in the backwood You got booked more than once, you need a new jug All this dirty money, need a new tub Pop a nigga in his tooth, make him go, uhm I bought a dirty drac, bitch came with new gloves We ain't gotta share no money, all new dubs She a team player, wanna give the crew love Love a boss bitch, want more than two dubs You a Stanley ass nigga, gettin' no love If I finesse two times, you gettin' no love Knowin' if I see the Johnny's, know I gotta run I like my bitch bossed up, can't be a pretty bum I seen both sides, nigga bread and the crumb Aye them drums go ba-dum-bum-bum-bum-bum I be gookin' off, good gas in the lungs Freak bitch, what you do at night with your tongue Freak bitch, throw it back, till her phone rung Anytime it's on the floor, you know I'm on one I'm a G gang, baby, I ain't no ho, none If you speakin' on that bag, you better get one I'm loadin' up a tree bag up on a dough run That's a ten-foot load for a dope run Got bricks for the low just like Jordan one's You stay down for this shit, know it's more to come I'm a different type of nigga, get your aura up He ain't wanna pop out, so I popped up that I done fell in love with Glocks, I bought more than one It's a different type of grease, make that floor jump Lil' baby throw it back up on that tour bus I love the way you pop on dick, baby, prop it up Know we racin' to that money, wake your corns up Valet Park, foreign, pick them Doors up My bitch don't wear clothes when I'm showin' up, yeah I feel like, ye, showin' up to the Grammys uninvited