Utopians ft. SGM J3 Lyrics

Throwback shit told the bitch let the beat build

Dream chasing NiZiO call him Meek Mill

I'm in the Wonderland off the red pill

Tryna fuck on that bitch off the X-Pill

This shit too random

Bad lil' bitch she throwing a tantrum

New Wave bitch she a TikTok dancer

Fucked the bitch before Christmas she calling me Prancer

Kill these niggas slow I'm cancer

Left my bitch she ain't got no manners

New bitch city girl fan think she a scammer

She calling me Big Daddy Adam Sandler

I'm treating life like a motherfucking game

Goat shit in this bitch NiZiO Lil' Wayne

I'ma take a nigga style in this bitch like Thugger

Wintertime bars hot nigga stuck in the summer

Too hot when I fuck the bitch move the covers

I'm her only one but I got others

She got a fat ass I like to be smothered

Bitch can't take dick shawty a runner

I drip sauce I ain't Gunna, ball like an athlete got no jumper

J3 in the cut and he playing with them numbers

Or playing with a bitch I don't know he doin' something

Grind too hard niggas comin' from nothin'

Real shit over here them other niggas be bluffing

Pimp shit lil' bitch call me McLovin'

TLC them niggas be scrubbing

Them niggas a joke Davey Ruffin'

Ha-ha-ha bitch ain't shit funny

Nigga better get up get you some money

White bitch hate bein' called snow bunny

She play in her nose shit be runny

I don't judge do you go dummy

She ain't got no ass call the bitch Woah Vicky

Need a fresh beat from Woah Kenny

Only fans bitch cost a pretty penny

Experience she got plenty

16K for the pussy lil' baby I ain't fuckin' that bitch lil' bitch you crazy

I'd rather take that shit then flip it

Expensive lifestyle I gotta live it

Everything I do nigga it's vivid

Need a hating ass nigga to witness

J3 in the cut you know I'm gon' spaz

Want the bitch with the fattest ass

If she don't get fucked then the bitch get passed

Get the fuck out my face you ain't getting no cash

Bust a nut then I do the dash

Last nigga too quick she calling him Flash

We doin' them numbers we good at math

This is shit you ain't learn in class

I got that Za we smoking pressure

SGM we cold need sweaters

Bitch know I'm hot but I still can't sweat her

Lil' bitch ain't slick what the fuck is you Leather

Lil' bitch ain't real I'm calling her Pleather

Told the bitch to get her shit together

At the end of the day I get to the cheddar

J3 no Lucci I get her wetter

Lil' bitch want to strip and I just met her

Wild as fuck I'ma fuck on the dresser

She got good head I call her my tutor

Want every inch I'ma get her the ruler

Lil' rapping bitch call her BK the Ruler

I'm in the cut surrounded by shooters I'm calling her Nike she just want to do it

She squirt on my polo my shirt is ruined

Good gas it reek it smell like a sewer

You niggas is rats so I'm calling y'all Steward

Jug King in this bitch feelin' like Young Scooter

I'm in the cut feeling like a state trooper

You niggas don't make the cut y'all bloopers

I give a nigga shells call me King Koopa

Balling on these niggas I used to be a hooper

Got different flavors but this ain't hookah