Holy Smokes! ft. Wolfman Longarm, 724x, szn 3K & BeetFarmAssist Lyrics

Girl just bring it back for me

Oh baby that's all I need

Can I keep you on my bed

Like you was a pair of sheets

Your body is a symphony

Got me singing like a parakeet

But if you get a text from my ex

It's best you press delete

I got a chick, she five ten

Hit it once that's mine then

She around whenever I spend

It's looking that time again

She doesn't like my friends

She smoking all my blends

She stay moaning when I'm in

Make that pussy shine then

I got a laser blaster

Blast my kids then pay the pastor

Scarlett Jo my favorite actor

You look like her when you bathing after

We fucking, I don't wanna change the chapter

Give you that plug, my bae adapter

She wanna come while she hang from rafter

Handle these balls, she could play the Raptors

Please speak up

I can't make out what you're tryna say

I think he tryna talk shit

Homie please pronunciate

They saying I ain't real, oh

That's just great

Just cause I'm coming up and staying all up in my lane

Woah woah woah

You ain't come up like me

Microwave hotdogs, cartoons on the TV

Hate it cause we up and coming

Gotta love it, gotta love us

I been feasting, I been grubbing

Having money's really something

Girl just bring it back for me

Oh baby that's all I need

Can I keep you on my bed

Like you was a pair of sheets

Your body is a symphony

Got me singing like a parakeet

But if you get a text from my ex

It's best you press delete

I'm like holy fucking smokes

Bitch I'm with the gang

And you know they do the most

Pull up on a block

Danny Phantom, I go ghost

Moving in the ghost

Wide body tinted so they don't know what I'm on

Cup is hella muddy, leaking through the Styrofoam

Watch the way you speak to me, my niggas at your dome

Send your ass home

Send your ass home

Like the fucking dean

How they send your ass home

Holy fucking smokes

I got my money up, no Trippie Redd

I been on the post

I can't let up til I hit a million

Bout to paint the city red

3K the affiliate

With a bad lil bitch

Chocolate brown, I call her cinnamon

I just be fucking it up

I be with them niggas that be in the cut

Be with them niggas that don't give a fuck

If you play with the team then they hitting you up

What's that in my cup

Orange Fanta Crush

Mix it with the four

Now I'm geeking, bitch I'm stuck

I'ma do it til' it do me in

I'm never letting up

Friday night I met your girl

And Saturday I'm in them guts

KSF, throw it up

Bad bitch, bubble butt