Impressive ft. Kujo Lyrics

I like my hoes impressive

I like my hoes impressive

I just raised up from the dead

Then I blaze my herbal essence

I feel demons in my presence

Man somebody call the reverend

Kind of like my bitches crazy dawg

I think I got a fetish

All this Louie I been flexing dawg

We stack it up like Tetris

Yea I like my hoes impressive

She be blowing up my phone

That bitch still don't get the message

Pray to god I get my mind right

I gotta count my blessings

Demon mode cause I been stressing

I can't do that back and forth with you

I never fucked with tennis

Black on black the Porsche

Then I get the windows tinted

Just so you can't see who's in it

For them times we had to rent it

If that bitch try to call

Tell her I ain't got no minutes

I be smoking on that strong green

I'm Popeyes with the spinach

Or I'm Popeyes with the chicken

The way I get it and I flip it

Then I eat your bitches biscuit

She a bird yeah she a pigeon

Big ass choppa on my hip

That bitch taller than a midget

Girl that ass could break a record

Man somebody call up Guinness

I just raised up from the dead

Then I blaze my herbal essence

I feel demons in my presence

Man somebody call the reverend

I swear all my friends are dead

They on these faces when I spend it

I'll be good I'm feeling splendid

Imma smoke till I forget it

I could go all night

All I need is a lil minute

Go and get myself right

I'll get there when I finish

All I need is a mic and

Then I drop I'm in their mentions

Yeah they call me Ku

Don't forget the guap cause I got plenty

Lil baby throw it back

In that pussy I go swimming

Thought that I was done

Told me goodbye and good riddance

Every time that I leave

She just go and get to tripping

But they don't understand me

Cause this has always been the mission

Imma fuck the world raw

Have a bunch of lil minions

Tell the labels I ain't signing

If they don't come with millions

Treat that girl like a track star

Fuck her do the distance

But I been good on that part

I can't even kick it

If I leave right now

I'll swerve and get to tipping

Flip a brick off a hard rock

I did it in the kitchen

Got me feeling like a star now

But my time is ticking

That's why I make all these songs

Now so when I'm gone they listen

I just raised up from the dead

Then I blaze my herbal essence

I feel demons in my presence

Man somebody call the reverend

I swear all my friends are dead

They on these faces when I spend it

I'll be good I'm feeling splendid

Imma smoke till I forget it