Is Watit Is Lyrics

Slide

How she ganna slide?

Slide how she ganna slide?

(Balloon shit nigga)

How she ganna slide in my dm talking bout she wanna hit

Like I ain't know she a friend of a friend of a friend of my bitch

Why she always trying to line me? I swear that shit making me sick

If you wanna fuck and I wanna fuck it is watit is

I got the lollipop tell me who next wanna Lick

I got the lollipop tell me who next wanna Lick

I got the lollipop tell me who next wanna Lick

I got the lollipop tell me who next wanna Lick

I got the wait, tell me who next wanna Lick?

She in my dm shooting her shot, she can get hit

I'm letting her know, right off the rip that I ain't shit

But if you wanna fuck and I wanna fuck it is watit is

Came thru with all that ass I ain't know that she had back with her

Double tap on the gram, god damn I ain't see the whole picture

Seen the snap, heard the music with the filter thought she was catfishing

Pussy tight, super tight, pillow fight, all night, all in it

I like the head when it slow, I like to feel on her throat

I got a round and a half in me but you ganna get fucked like a pro

I'm talking bout all the positions

I'm talking bout all in the kitchen

We fucking on all of the counters

We fucking up mommy good dishes

Slide in my dm talking bout she wanna hit

Like I ain't know she a friend of a friend oh a friend of my bitch

Why she always trying to line me? I swear that shit making me sick

If you wanna fuck and I wanna fuck it is watit is

I got the lollipop tell me who next wanna Lick

I got the lollipop tell me who next wanna Lick

I got the lollipop tell me who next wanna Lick

I got the lollipop tell me who next wanna Lick

I spit all her mouth, I do the shit twice

I'm making it nasty

Drink and fucking spilling champagne all over her ass cheeks

One leg in the air, getting all crazy, pulling hair weave

Hand on her neck, chock her to death she like nigga don't you kill me (Don't kill me)

And then she wanna eat uh, two hundred dollars on the bill uh, buck fifty on nails uh Five Hundred dollars for Brazil uh

How much for the heels?

Oh that shit gotta chill uh

Hold on you want a bag? (What?)

Can a niggaa get a deal? (Wooow)

Pussy is costing me, but that shit tasty as hell

Shit is worth all the Givenchy, shit is worth all the Chanel

Louie v all on her waste, we playing chess on her belt

I wanna tell all of my niggas but I need her all to myself

Slide in my dm talking bout she wanna hit

Like I ain't know she a friend of a friend oh a friend of my bitch

Why she always trying to line me? I swear that shit making me sick

If you wanna fuck and I wanna fuck it is watit is

I got the lollipop tell me who next wanna Lick

I got the lollipop tell me who next wanna Lick

I got the lollipop tell me who next wanna Lick

I got the lollipop tell me who next wanna Lick