
ADDERALL & CORNDOGS Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
See I'm not really that good of a rapper, I just
I just know how to flow on these bitches
Flow on these bitches
I'm too fly like a damn Pterodactyl
Running up bands, wrap it up with the lasso
Raking the rain, you gone need a new poncho
Big drip on me like agua
Watch how the money get stacked
Lil bitch I'm the tutor, no teacher, no principal staff
First thing on the list is the map
Then circle the dollar and follow until you collapse
Lil bitch I be (ah, ah, ugh)
Thinking a lot of these bitches don't know me
Can't rewind the time so I rewrapped the Rollie
You could see I ain't lying, only be cap to police
I got two twin bitches on me, tryna fuck on my homies
Might beat it from the back and it sound macaroni
One time, two times, three times, four times
I like the way that she dancing
She like the way how I live in a mansion
Stretching it stupid, big number expansion
Took off the roof of the whip and get rampant
Bitch I'm collecting Bruce Banner
My money don't fit in my luggage, I promise I'll cram it
Dont give a fuck, who the fuck staring? Lil bitch what I'm wearing?
Lil bitch I'm a, Bitch I'm a ball like Lavar
I been in my own mode
Hating on me with them dirty ass cornrows
Look away, get your whore stole
Stars in the coupe baby look at my Horoscope (ouu)
I'm flossing her teeth like a dentist
And I think it's going swimmingly
Think she wanna fuck, wanna nibble me
Make that booty bounce, straight jiggling
After I nut
Imma do how I do it, my style is fluid
They hate, but they never could touch this
I could flow any beat, it get boring to me
But at least I be swinging the cutlass
Back in school I would think bout a few model bitches
And wish I could pick one to fuck with
I was stuck being broke for so long, trying to make something shake
'Till I ended up stuck rich
Throw up a bag, know they can't so I know that they mad
You ain't shit, boy you go like your Dad
In the wind like they blowing a flag
On my momma, I can't wait till my money get longer
I can't wait till my muscle get stronger
I can't wait till I'm up like a mother fucking T-Rectadactyl
I'm too fly like a damn Pterodactyl
Running up bands, wrap it up with the lasso
Raking the rain, you gone need a new poncho
Big drip on me like agua
Watch how the money get stacked
Lil bitch I'm the tutor, no teacher, no principal staff
First thing on the list is the map
Then circle the dollar and follow until you collapse
Lil bitch I be (ah, ah, ugh)
Thinking a lot of these bitches don't know me
Can't rewind the time so I rewrapped the Rollie
You could see I ain't lying, only be cap to police
I got two twin bitches on me, trying to fuck on my homies
Might beat it from the back and it sound macaroni
One time, two times, three times, four times
Wow, see how damn astronomical this damn free
This damn rap, this damn song was? You know I'm saying
Coochie water, coochie water
Coochie water, coochie coochie coochie coochie coochie coochie