FERRARI FOOTJOB (LEMONADE Pt. 3) ft. Sushi Kardashian, Champ, Bast & Catdoingamoneyspread Lyrics

Me and gang ridin' round' in that push start

And we lookin' for some hoes with some good socks It get ruthless when we take the roof off

When you step inside this whip, take your shoes off

Finna play this in the party on some fuck shit, and the Rari' all white, Uncle Ruckus

And the bitches all right, could be more bad

Where the size 12 queens with the toe gaps?

Where the freak bitches who grew up with no dads

And they go to is soles on the go-nads

If them heels is soft, then ima give her more cash

Shawty grip it off until I blow my airbag

Shawty bring that pussy back, cause I like that

And she throw that cat like it's tryna fight back

Pull up to the nail shop, where your wife at

Talkin' bout "she ain't into feet like that"

Grab my car keys and said, "I'll be right back"

She seen that Rari' outside, and named her price tag

She seen that horse on the hood, it was understood

That she was finna play with balls like Ronaldo would

Gang in the V8, niggas scared straight

Hollow tips, shot at his leg, that nigga runnin' late

Bang with me, choppa say you cannot hang with me

223. shot from the O' nigga, I got Dame with me

Got my tool on me, 50k, watch my jewelry

Glock, got a beam if niggas just wanna fool with me

Watch from up above, your bitch just wanna thug

Don't do all that flexin' and movin' if you ain't totin' guns

Got my niggas aiming at you, bitch, we kill you for free

Spend 20 bands at the club like it came with the fee

She said, "Champ you're the greatest", I'm like, "Bitch, I agree"

Now turn around, bendin' over, start touchin' your knees

She start twerkin' on the team, now we know she a freak

She start bringin' all her friends, now they makin' a scene

You got champ on the beat, bitch, you know I'm the GOAT

I got your bitch at my crib, and she givin' me throat

We got gang in the club, and they doin' the most

And she call me Kodak Black, the way I'm drivin' the boat

Chop' got too much kick, I can barely hold the shit

Chop' got too much kick, I can barely hold the shit

Chop' got too much kick, I can barely hold the shit

Chop' got too much kick, I can barely hold the shit

Chop' got too much kick, I can barely hold the shit

You gon' need an extra hand just to try and blow this bitch

Big funds, big guns, and a couple loaded clips

Better run when the sun come out this summer kid, Cause these niggas out here shootin' for no reason

Kink shit, I got a fetish for the bleedin'

Tre pound, lay him down, he was tweakin

Three rounds, to his lungs it was easy

And my bitch ain't even bad, she a demon

Seen that ass, and I knew I had to freak it

Took her to my mama's house, and I freaked it

Dicked her down to 'Hannah Baker' you should stream it

I seen that ass, and I said "I need to freak it"

I fuck her good, I can tell by how she creamin'