READ ZONE Lyrics

UHHHHHHHHH

UHHHHHHHHH

DAAAMNNNN

She got body like a scat pack I'm tryna get it in let me indulge in that Doja Cat

All that ass in the back girl, you holdin' that I can see that bitch from the front where you see that at

Word, you ain't got a man, oooh I like that

Let me show you how I'm comin, stretch ya out like a turtleneck

Got me jumpin' like some jacks I'm a fiend for that

Got a nigga hooked like a drug not you some crack

Yeah, that body lookin' right it's the dress for me

Let me bend you over fore' we leave, it's the clit for me

Savage Fenty the fragrance its the scent for me

Finna slurp you up like a bev it's a pool before for me

Talkin' like I'm B but I'm not from NYC

Mouthpiece like I'm from the South you can't fuck with me

I'm from the Burbs, what's the word come and see the city

Might fly you out, show you round if you fuckin with me

I can't lie, you look better when you kick it with me

I'm tryna take you down to poundtown CAUSE THAT DAAWWGG IN MEE

Wolf status, I'm a beast when I beat the cheeks

Told her friends about me feel like Abel, now they want the Addy

He mad cause I got this bitch, no this our bitch

Better watch some Barney, sharing's caring, you're lame as shit

He ain't tryna throw the lob like D-Wade

Gatekeeping bitches is crazy when you ain't gettin' laid

Hit a nigga in the body, make his knees buckle

Hit her from the back, she bend it over, make her knees buckle

I'm the type of nigga that's gon' work you'll sit and struggle

I'ma blow the stack and make it back that ain't no trouble

Dark shades in the club I'm cool as fuck in here

Let me get a blue motherfucker I don't want no beer

Bad hoes in all directions they tough in here

Throwin' hella ass I'm catchin' that left and right field

She super sweet, thick as fuck call her sugar bear

She got on off-white look like a nice glass of almond milk

I'm lactose intolerant but I'ma take a chance

Snappin' my fingers just like Soulja Boy I'm crankin' that

Do my dance like I just got the end zone pass

Furious with the plays can't see em' comin I'm too fast

Cold like December but the flow hot like July

I'm drunk as fuck off the Don I can't lie

I'm cooked as fuck in the stu I'm too high

If I don't wanna kick it making music, my alibi

If you hit my phone bout the paper I will reply

Money moves and weed the only thing that bring me outside

And women

I love y'all

And food

Yeah