Bloomin vs Desserts Lyrics

Aye, aye, aye, yeah

Aye, it's time to hit the road

I got used to smokin' out the bowl

Should I bring out the Urus or the Rolls

You want me to take us serious? I'm like, hell no

I'm like, fuck that

I'll buy a bitch off Snapchat

I'll build a bitch, get her titties done, now her ass fat

If it ain't bloomin' or desserts don't even pass that

I'm shippin' off, fuck the scale, nigga, I'm past that

S-550 pullin' up in five minutes

You just a boyfriend, nigga, that is not pimpin

Hide my drank for my bitch, she don't like to see me sippin

It's like I'm cheatin' with Wockesha this girl bad business

I'm in that Jag, nigga, Jag shifting come and ride with me

I like bad bitches, I like bad bitches, I ain't got no type

I'm married to the money and the drugs, two wives

I be prayin' to the moon like an Israelite, aye

At the end of the day, the day gon' end

Aye, take your shoes off inside my Benz, nigga

If we break up, we can't be friends, bitch

You not my bitch but you still my bitch kapiche

Used to fuck with Drizzy, but all my dawgs is off the leash

I get fly as hell like Rocky, none of my foes compare to me

I got to keep a pole around, I know these niggas envy me

Makin' plays with NVM, yeah she like a sis me

I be fuckin' my assistant, she love assistin' me

She suckin' dick and bustin' EPKs, yeah, that's not too much

I swear my trap start booming hard as hell since I linked with Lux

Twenty-five pairs of denim tears, not no Ksubi plus

It's only right I get my fair share, I'm the plug

I could slime these niggas out, I'd rather show love

I'd rather show love

I could slime niggas out, I'd rather show love though

If it ain't bloomin' or desserts don't even pass that

I'm shippin' off, fuck the scale, nigga, I'm past that

S-550 pullin' up in five minutes

You just a boyfriend, nigga, that is not pimpin

Hide my drank for my bitch, she don't like to see me sippin

It's like I'm cheatin' with Wockesha this girl bad business