Super Gremlin Lyrics

How the fuck you say that you my brodie but you fucking with my bitch

Finna make me swerve around complex and turn that apartment to a lick

If he mention C.T. Fuck Saint Nick come put him on my list

I'm a notty nigga C.T. had yo sister doing tricks

We gone stalk em up and chalk em up and hit em with dat switch

I'm the god man I moving and I'm grooving in this bitch

Pussy nigga why you even tried to move in on my bitch

Now I gotta call in dolla make a movement on yo shit

Step inside that nigga set and make a movie in that bitch

Now we playing search destroy like call of duty in this bitch

Leave a pussy Nigga stinking that's a duty in this bitch

See the ops up in the party I ain't moving in this bitch

Show out the Sho man I hate dat he left me

Mention my cousin they know it get deadly

Shitting on bitches ain't talking R Kelly

Sweeter than Charlie need luck like Teddy

9 millimeter go straight to yo belly

Freaky lil bitch you ain't getting my celly

Got shorties slide they gone ride when they ready

Rocking with Soulja we rocking wit Nelly

H-H-Hot nigga Hot nigga we could have been rockstars

Slimy nigga grimy nigga riding round in hot cars

Pussy nigga push me nigga pussy nigga not hard

Pop up then you toast and pop em down just like a pop-tart

Never trust a bitch cause she be fucking niggas on the low

Slutty butty bitch out here fucking niggas on the flow

Nutty Butty bitch can't believe I sent Jeff to drop the lo

Ion trust a bitch if she moving kreep she gotta go

Imma bust a bitch sipping on that purple like saints row

This a dirty stick Amazon had put me on the roll

I'm on gutta shit working while I'm still do shows

Y'all on other shit flexing wit dat pole he ain't gone blow

You ain't thuggin bitch if mention sho then we gone blow

That's for show and shit ct I be slide wit no grease we be toating sticks

This a different monster on a leash I be blowing shit

I can't fuck wit Niggas they be kreep on some hoeing shit

Wish he would come try me like I'm sweet Imma blow a bitch

Let em know is pressure he in danger want back doe a bitch

Now I move insane out my brain they can't hold my stick

If he drop a rack then he can go and sell a couple bricks

H-H-Hot nigga Hot nigga we could have been rockstars

Slimy nigga grimy nigga riding round in hot cars

Pussy nigga push me nigga pussy nigga not hard

Pop up then you toast and pop em down just like a pop-tart

WE COULD HAVE BEEN SUPERSTARS