Purge Lyrics

All these sluts in my face All these sluts give me face

Ten deep in the club, they all know me, VIP on me

Fuck your Louis V, these don't fat shoes, these are Rick owens

I don't gotta ask your bitch, I know that hoe goin

Spill that juice on my shirt, designer, this a lean, I'm pouring

Lean I'm pouring

Yeah, this double cup is gone, That ass you throwing

Gotta move that lil' thong, oh you going

Yeah that bitch will always go, bitch, I'm soaring

Y'all, I'm higher than a goat

I'm a rockstar, this the life I chose

Money, fame, and drugs and all these hoes

Take another ten, baby, touch your toes

East side boys from the wall to the window

Y'all, that's that purge effect, I get this urge effect

I got this lil' itch, I'm about to murder that

The urge is left, I put him in that grave, I really hurting them

Gotta pop another 30, bitch, I'm gone, bitch, I'm gone

Don't talk over the phone, yeah, your boyfriend went loan

Throwing shots, oops go long, yeah, your shawty wanna suck

On my dick all night, told her, that bitch gotta leave, she ain't staying, all right

Blowing line after line, I ain't stopping all night

Call my shooter up, told that boy he hop on a flight

I was destined from the start, they told me my whole life

Me and Yoppa, going up, it's just a matter of time

Lean, I'm pouring, y'all, this double cup is gone

The ass you throwing, got move that lil' thong

Oh, you going , y'all, that bitch will always go

Bitch, I'm soaring, y'all, I'm higher than a goat

All these sluts in my face

All these sluts get me face

All these sluts in my face

All these sluts get me face