SSwords N 4s ft. YhapoJJ Lyrics

YhapoJJ

Hop in that coupe that mf ride

I tell him shoot that boi finna slime

She pop perc that bitch tryna fly

She pop a zan that bitch tryna die

I get pissed off pour lean on her thigh

Jump in that water that mf dive

Fuckin this bitch from the back break her spine

I took a seat, slatt slide

That lil hoe big fat fine

I told her stop stop with all the lying

Bae i'm from pluto take you to the skies

Seeing all the hate see it thru the blinds

Me and that hoe fucked one time

Fuckin' that hoe till that lil hoe cry

Lessgo spin a bin fa fa fa

Choppa eat his friend die die die

Tellin' all yo friends finna spin that bin

Choppa make em cough knockin out his wind

Tryna go to hell all we do is sin

Sippin' on that drank we don't do the gin

Wake up to them problems cannot let you in

20s in my glock posted in the jeans

Feelin' like 50 stay wit many men

Mackybo

I feel like I'm baby cuz i hang around the 4s

Please don't try i am not that guy boy you gon hit the floor

Shawty all on onlyfans you don't think she give lo's

Have her send that pic and we come dunk you that's a pick n roll

If you gotta issue nina kiss you don't need mistletoe

You know i keep this pistol if they frisk you i ain't finna go

Them boys hittin' corners popping out n letting nickels blow

Boy we can go to war and find out which one got the bigger poles

When them hollows hit yo dawgie bet he feeling those

And i hang around some zombies tell em fetch yo soul

And I'm in the hood where anything goes

Why this bitch all on my dick like she ain't got no hoes

I'm too solid 4 E baby i can't ever fold

You did me bad i'm on yo ass boy it's forever smoke

P80 ghost kit is really all i tote

But when we slide up on they side these glocks is not the only ghost