jace flow Lyrics

Do you wan' die or not?

Is she gon' ride or not?

She said my car tight, like her pussy

Pussy boy pull on me, wish he was me

I would not fuck on that bit-if she bussin'

Woah

I would not fuck on that bitch, she a whore

She sitin' on me, I kick her out the door

She keep tryna fuck on me

Crashed the whip, it's on E

Got the haters, they watching me

Put my ops onna white tee

And these niggas be sweet, like tea

Pussy boy ain't gotta green beam

And she keep tryna fuck on the team

But I did her too cold, she chilly

She coming to suck my willy

And I gotta white plug named Billy

But I think his name is Blake

I gotta fan ho, when she see me she faint

I gotta new drac, let's go paint

And my cup is so dirty, it's taint

I've never seen thirty racks up in a folder

I pour blood drops up in my soda

My heart so cold, it's like Minnesota

Do you wan' die or not?

Is she gon' ride or not?

She said my car tight, like her pussy

Pussy boy pull on me, wish he was me

I would not fuck on that bit-if she bussin'

Woah

I would not fuck on that bitch, she a whore

She sitin' on me, I kick her out the door

She keep tryna fuck on me