PREGAME FLYOUT ft. KAV Lyrics

Me an kav we boutta jump in the ride

Smoked up this joint an bih got me high

Diamonds an crystals it winter the time

Firin pistols to heat up rhyme

Start up the pregame we feelin sublime

Junkie a fiend mane wit bitches they fine

Molly this evening we bussin a line

Midnight club reachin we up in the sky

Said we on the way jus got a lil back tracked

Bitches couldnt wait so I had break they back crack

Nuts be losin weight like a mutha fucka run track

Back on interstate where I cut up inna scat pack

Lost an now Im blank damn I need the fuckin map back

Oh I find the way see my system it was drug hack

Fuckin up my brain so the demons never come back

Cant even complain there aint reason so I bump that

Half a mile there an Im locked up in stair

All the lights they gotta glare wit the prettys girls, they hair

An the titties bounce in air

You jus cant even compare

Snow City theme on blare

When They see me make a prayer

Half zipped up Imma muh fuckin god

Glass flipped cup Im the Julio of Don

Pussy gripped up on the millimeter nine

Hol gimme second lemme get it out my thigh

She pushin it down it aint feelin too right

Man that shit endless switch up on the sides

Pass off to Kav wont you tell us bout your ride

Smokin on the gas an you know I'm super high

On the real, I need your love when I'm shy

Pretty bitch, red bone, got them thick thighs

I love the way she suck it while she look me in my eyes

Type of bitch that make it go insane and leave you paralyzed

But I'ma keep it real though

I'ma keep it G though

Don't give a fuck about a bitch, I'm not the type to stress about a ho

I've been up late night in the stu tryna reach my goals

We be goin' hard for this shit, you don't know it though

I'm finna blow like a bomb in this bitch

Play with me we go retarded n shit

No, we keep it real, ho

You know what's the deal ho

Gotta get these bills for the fam that's for real though

Now I feel like a big dog though

You a lil' pup, yeah, **** this a dog pound

You not from around town

High speed chasin' from the cops, take em for a ride

If you listenin' to me, then I promise you gon' double down

Im the shit now

Switchin' lanes and I bump up on the shift now

Spittin' flames when I hit the fuckin' drift, wow

Things don't change since I been a fuckin' lil' child

I'm a dog in the pit, put me in the crowd

You know we gettin' high, you can tell I'm smokin on that loud

Got my brain stuck in the clouds, ain't no comin' down

I'ma book it for your money, baby, you can call me Cash Cow

They on my dick now just because I rap now

Gotta keep it solid, most these **** jus be capped out

Yeah, they need some felines, pussy boy act out

High up in the tree lines, bitches love the cash out

IMAGINE