Appearance Lyrics

Mr. Take Ya Bitch if I pop out she finna leave with me

Mr. Take Ya Bitch if I pop out she finna leave with me

She gon' eat the dick I glaze her face she look like Krispy Kreme

Choppin' off the top I hang out cars I'm puttin' holes in Ts

Why they keep on speaking 'bout the Villain fuck they know 'bout me

I got bitches wanna meet me

I know niggas wanna be me

What the fuck is competition I'm the hottest in the city

People fake I see it clearly

She in love with my appearance

SRT I hit the gas now there's no doubt she will get freaky

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Smokin' gas like Citgo

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Package movin' expo

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Think I want a Draco

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Just to give out halos

I keep Glock in glove compartment

They try to slide in Vs we park 'em

Not no rapper I'm a artist

The pack I smoke smell like I farted

I finish problems if they wan' start it

From this Earth you get departed

Can't let these Demons make me darker

God is with me make me stronger

Try to tear me down can't let these haters get to me

Momma Imma make you proud and show you there's a better me

Tryan make it out the streets and to the hills of Beverly

When I'm in that booth I feel at home and I unleash the beast

Trap or die these streets show no love

Flow through traffic with my gun tucked

Play with me get repercussions

Bullets give his face adjustments

Mr. Take Ya Bitch if I pop out she finna leave with me

She gon' eat the dick I glaze her face she look like Krispy Kreme

Choppin' off the top I hang out cars I'm puttin' holes in Ts

Why they keep on speaking 'bout the Villain fuck they know 'bout me

I got bitches wanna meet me

I know niggas wanna be me

What the fuck is competition I'm the hottest in the city

People fake I see it clearly

She in love with my appearance

SRT I hit the gas now there's no doubt she will get freaky