Corn Dog Lyrics

5 star STS shit, bitch

Bro, need to open up a booth, got a lot

of tan We in Lenox, askin' all the hoes, do yougot a man

First to watch my story, why you actin' like you not a fan

Do shit by yourself, niggas show and tell

Seen your lil man crush, nigga broke as hell

In class, thinkin' bout pape, couldn't focus well

Soft ass, yes-man niggas they will hold his tail

Fuck it, finna text my ex and tell her, hope you go to hell

We can hop on Paxful or get Packs full

Jill dick suckin' cause she know I got jack pull

You gon' get straight dropped, tryna act cool

Keep it cute with the smack talk, I'll smack

Got your ma lit, off the remy feel like

Papoose

Damn, I said that in Corn song Anyway, bitch, I'm sticked up like a corn dog

Banana clip to his head, shit look like a horn, dawg

Big bitch on me in the store, get your onion sliced

Said she wanna trip to the zoo, so I punched a flight

Scope and the beam, so it shoot clean Bleach down a black cat like I shoot clean

Play the cards, you was dealt, better not show the hand

Yes, I'ma always pull that line till you show a band

He don't think I'm in the deep end, had to show the FN

Lil bitch actin' stiff, so I'm on her friend

Cheap-ass, wait to get gas when it's low again

Tryna bake a nigga beans when I blow the can

Give him ten, shooter, catch a hit out a stolen van

Nigga, we doin' numbers, finna crash out, can't you see me on your bumper

Four grams in this wood, lil' nigga, this a thumper

Can't even go home, cause I'm layin' on your cover

Don't know why you talkin' tough, you cotton, dawg

Soft nigga in the group with a lot of balls

Gang eatin' sushi today, that mean he got it raw

Before we get to knockin' on your door, you better knock it off, nigga Before we get to knockin' on your door, you better knock it off,

Got it in, then I got it off, before we Yeah, bitch