prada sock Lyrics

Cope

Yeah

Off white powder, I powder my bitch

My gun gotta switch, she switchin' for toes

I'm bout to hit bitch, she call me to see if I hit up the bitch

Then we call up the hoe

I told my bitch, bitch, you better believe me

And let him just see me, so I'm bout to blow

I told my brothers, you gotta believe me

Slide to the stool, I'ma find you a flow

I pop the 30 and hit me a jimmy

You bitches is dirty and get no buckets

I saw opp on the hoop at the park

I gave him a 50 and had no trumpet

I got some motion, I knew where to start

I dropped some money, ain't had no luckin

I love a bitch who inside play a part

My bitches is smart, they don't come with assumptions

Same as it last, my foot on the gas

I'ma hop it with oven

Oh, he with the brass

He movin' too fast

I got cash

I need some money

Hit game trash

Oh, we movin' with bitches

Don't need to be sayin' them niggas is funny

Ridin' around with a brick in the truck

And it's startin' to funk

I came with a aim

I think I'm in love, I'm just proud of my bitch

Ain't jump in a ship, no, the gun never switch

I think I'm in love, I'm just proud of my bitch

I sip her wet butt and the gun get to clickin

Beverly Hills tryna pry to the side

Know I'm lookin' at two, but I ask for the tip

I been thinkin' today, if I catch me about it

We up with the riches

Check on the fit

I'm wearin' all black, and I came up missin

Check on his wife, I give me a snap

I'ma check who's trippin

You know it's a test

If this shit get clear, me and these niggas be bitch

I know he dissin

Proud of my fact, I'ma clear it again

These niggas be bitches

Proud of my sock

Ain't gon' clap, I'm proud of you not

Straight from the top

Bitch keep goin', you talkin' a lot

Bitch keep home, she talk with the box

Bitch, I'm knowin' he hit you a lot

Coke keep goin', her bitch, you ain't thought

Had to tell Prada, it come with a knock

Guessin' old Prada, it came with a sock

I think I'm in love, I'm just proud of my bitch

Ain't jump in the shit, no, the gun never switch

I think I'm in love, I'm just proud of my bitch

I sip her wet butt and the gun get to clickin

Beverly Hills tryna pry to the side

Know I'm lookin' at two, but I ask for the tip

I been thinkin' today, if I catch me about it

We up with the riches

We up with the riches

We up with the riches