Openers ft. Miss Trinnie Revee' Lyrics

Adidas track pants and I'm ready to run it up

Too much commentary and niggas ain't done enough

She was me to fuck mmmm I ain't drunk enough

She had a bubble butt but her conversation was bubble guts

It was really a lay up but I double clutched

Passed it at the last minute

She like buying big bags and smoking to the grass finished

Champagne glasses with Hennessy in it

Sophista-ratchet but she passionate about Kendrick

Toxic and acidic she from the District

Hang with some shortys she call her sisters

I ain't think they was that close

Sitting right next to each other they seem distant

But that's how I feel about everybody

And I'm usually right about my instinct

I believe in the law of attraction

But I'm way too secretive to tell you what the secret is

I'm enlightened, won't catch me saying shit that they can use in indictments

Niggas too excited, guns on the gram

I'm with a IG model giving her backshots with my thumb in her yams

Sound like Mac n cheese being stirred in the pan

Give thanks, jive turkey, I use fighting words and I fight dirty

I'll do the mic dirty and end your night early