
Bonnie N Clyde Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Ayy, when I first heard this ho, I ain't gon' cap This shit had me wantin' to make a lil
sad song But y'all know how I am, I wreck shit, like
You feel me, Fuck all that sad shit
I can't even
I said, I can't
Ha, y'all low-key thought I started
Be real now But, listen though here I come for real like no bullshit
I can't even smoke no more, so I give my heart to these beats
In the field like football, if you play, get stepped on like some cleats
He said that he's standin' on ten toes Gon' knock him off his feet
This ain't no regular charger, it's powered by SRT
Hold on, slow it down, I'm off this perc bitch, I'm movin' in slow-mo
Niggas, they ain't hard at all, whole time they gon' go tell the po-po
I geek the Daytona slide, this bitch know I stay in a 4 door
Call me Santa, I can really show you that yo bitch a ho-ho
Damn,
I know you heard the punchline
Every day like the fourth quarter, bitch, you know it's crunch time
Ain't gon' cap, I be missin' school, but that's only sometimes
Remember walkin' through the door and skippin' up the lunch line
But I done touched more money ever since a nigga dropped out
And people be like, who dat is? Every time Cleno pop out
Glock 23, put him to sleep, bitch, this is not a knockout
Book me for a show, but I won't come if I can't have the Glock out
Flrrd, flrrd, that's the sound of them switches
I heard he tall to 12, he goofy, I don't fuck with snitches
Hit his ass up wit this drac gon' need a lot of stitches
And if I blow, I ain't cuffin' shit, I'm just gon' fuck these bitches
Niggas ask me how I rap, it just come to my head
If I had to pick, I would be blood, cause I just fuck with Red
Seen a pussy nigga the other day, no cap, that boy was scared
But he left super quick and went home to go cry up in his bed
I won't make no song for no bitch, but I still fuck with huncho
I got the pack, I don't play ball, but I still got the punt, though
Nigga speakin' Spanish, told lil bruh to change the font, bro
And when it rain, bitch, I be feelin' good, walk outside with a puncho
One, two, three, four, five,
Bitch, it's time to slide
Try to fuck my bitch, boy, you gon' die, we like Bunny and Clyde
Somehow it feel like we always seek, cause niggas fuckin' hide
Kaden, you a bitch, that's on your mama, wish you woulda tried