Bleach Lyrics

(Moneymakin on the beat so you know this shit make money)

Yeah I'm getting my bag up fuck a nigga talking bout

Pop out pop out what I need that's a large amount

And little shawty got ass I'm a bust a nut in her mouth

And my swag on ten little bitch I don't play around

This for all the pussy niggas that said I won't be shit

Now I'm stuck at the top and you know I can't leave bitch

Twenty five hundred for a new pair of Rick kicks

I be skating on her ass hit a mother fucking kick-flip

Don't do no trolling fucking with me we gone rip shit

Shawty love me cuz she know I'm a big dog

Tax a nigga ass yeah nigga got ripped off

This Maybach music little bitch no Rick Ross

Huh yeah huh yeah huh yeah huh

This a freestyle bitch I ain't doing no writing

This a big ass Glock I ain't doing no fighting

Gotta go gotta go get it do the right thing

Japanese my kicks and they made by LingLing

Everybody traps once or twice in they life

Got hollow tips waiting in the Glock 45

What the hell I'm on cuz I'm fucking this beat

I done glow'n up bitch now they all on me

I done took my time everybody gonna eat

Yeah everybody gonna eat

(Nah for real though twin bro what the fuck I'm on right now dog?)

Yeah gimme my racks

Yeah gimme my racks

And she love my dreads wanna play with these hoes

Yeah slime my snot yeah wipe your nose

ADHD bitch can't stay in one place

Need a grilled cheese bitch and a mil' on my plate

I ain't got no manners I ain't saying no grace

Gimme top gimme top give me mother fucking face

Woulda been switched the flow but I'm feeling this shit

In the Hannah Montana Trap House getting too lit