Pristine Lyrics

Oh

She like, woah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I know, she like it like that for sure

(I hope she do)

Ay, yo, gotta go get this dough

(It ain't going for you)

No, uh, okay, bet it

Piss on your grave, diuretic

Yeah, they all sweet, diabetic

Hoes on my phone

That I used to keep in alphabetic

It's about money, power, respect

Lotta people die to get it

Gotta keep her mouth fed

Alarm clock with some potheads

Gotta stay down and trust the process

Yeah, yeah, I'm on my shit, uh

Bad lil' bitch with the cinnamon flavor

Told her keep her finger off the trigger

Cause it's one up in the chamber

Beats get chewed up and mangled

And the backwood get peeled like mangoes, uh

Had a tank full with the bankroll

Gotta get dough get your pesos

Was on crutches, coming off two shots

Got out the hospital, went straight to the tattoo shop

Be a rockstar cause rap is the new rock

I done came far two cars and some new rocks

Got to get to workin', so we up early

Baby, give me the pussy, I'ma fuck it up surely

She flirty, know the whip clean, but my truck dirty

Bitch, please, I'ma fuck it up, get sturdy

Kicks clean, lil' buck thirty

Pristine, she suck it slurpy

She likes sex, yes, I'ma caress her breasts

Do my best to lay her flesh, to rest

Baguettes

On my chest, I got the tech

In the vest, I got to eat, that's a bet

And we don't see y'all as a threat

We gon' speed off in Corvettes when I get it

Money talking, bullshit stepping

A menace like Dennis, young devils apprentice

Hey, oh, Cruisey, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah

She like, whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I know, she like it like that for sure

I hope she do

Ay, yo, gotta go get this dough

It ain't gon' wait for you, no

Bad lil' bitch with the cinnamon flavor

Told her keep her finger off the trigger

Cause it's one up in the chamber

Beats get chewed up and mangled

And the backwood get peeled like mangoes, uh

Had a tank full with the bankroll

Gotta get dope, get your pesos

Was on crutches, coming off two shots

Got out the hospital, went straight to the tattoo shop

Be a rockstar, cause rap is the new rock

I done came far, two cars and some new rocks

Got to get to workin, so we up early

Baby, give me the pussy, I'ma fuck it up surely

She flirty, know the whip clean, but my truck dirty

Bitch, please, I'ma fuck it up, get sturdy

Kicks clean, lil' buck thirty

Pristine, she suck it slurpy

She about to turn 30

Milfs on me like detergent

Gat on me the deterrent

Load up the turrets

All of my dogs got that courage

No cowardly gonna surface, but that's the thing

Parking the whip where the curb is

What did I do to deserve this

Walk with a lean

Enter the house with a purpose

Walk to the window and I close the curtains

Clean

Bad lil' bitch on the scene

Hop on her page, so I already know what she means

She rock with my steeze

I rock with her jeans

She wanna drive fast, so I hand her the keys

She bendin' her knees

And cut up some cheese

And make quesadillas, cause that's all we eat

Then hand me the product

I know who to call up

I fuck with her friend

Cause that bitch is a freak

Ay, freak, freak, freak

She a freak, goddamn that bitch a freak

Freak, freak, freak, freak

Freaky bitch, freak, freak

I still fuck with her

Who is that

Yeah, it's Axxel, Cruise, and Diamond, bitch

Damn, aight

Get your facts straight

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