White House Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Yeah Nigga
She want ah nigga like me to come and fuck on her
Let me catch a nigga, I'ma turn it to a cold summer
Put some pills in that bitch pussy, she a roadrunner
Bro said he up, cause he got the fuckin' stove jumpin
Shit, I'm tryna get up too
I don't feel good, but I'm like MJ when he had the flu
Nigga, you ain't in my circle, that's why you ain't in the loop
It's too many bows in the trap, we gotta make some room
She let me fuck, cause ah niggaa up dog shit
I don't think they ready for the shit that I'm involved in
Niggas know I'm comin' to slide, that's why they call Ken
10k in blues, Ion care if it's ah small spread
You can add me up, do the math, this shit light too
We got guns, y'all niggas bout to fight who
You a internet nigga, Ion type shoot
You need pills, then you ran into the right dude
One night stand with his bitch, I know it hurt, dawg
7-6-2, missed his head, he had a close call
Unc switched it up, he made the bricks look like snowballs
Smoke a nigga like Franklin off a snowfall
Ion want no backwood, pass me it loose leaf
Ion even know this bitch, why she tryna touch me
You geeked up off the perks, shit, I might be
Play with my money, you gon' be under a white sheet
Fuck it, I should pull up to the White House
Said that shit good, I'm tryna see what the hype bout
Poe a four up, you gotta pour a lil' Sprite out
Grab a money counter just to make sure its the right count
Y'all be loose as hell, sayin' anything to anybody
Back then, she ain't let me fuck, now she lookin' potty
My money up, now she wanna ride me like a Yamasaki
Red tips, bullets hot as hell, like I got some Takis
Touch one of mine, I'ma give you a halo
I kill people, I be feelin' like I'm Tadoe
When I hit the club, my favorite stripper gettin' rained on
Make money, nigga, stop tryna make a pain song
Got my own problems, Ion really wanna hear yours
Two months straight, I been fuckin' up the Bitcoin
These not no Converse, nigga, these Rick Owens
The 30 hangin' out the gun, that's why the blick showin
Yeah, the 30 hangin' out the, that's why the, yeah
The 30 hangin' out the , that's why the, yeah
Free the gang, nigga