
Pulaski Skyway Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
I'm gettin money lil hoe
Don't try it
Need a new attitude
Bitch I might buy it
Broke a few plates
Over weekend at the Hyatt
Pull off ona chop
Feelin like a Mayan
If you need a bell
Don't ring the bell
Drop me a pin
That's how I like it
Za in my lungs I'm flyin
You ain't my bitch stop lyin
I'm on Pulaski
Hand on her ass cheek
I need a Splif
Make me a drop the racks
Count up a lot then do it again
Packs be like bitches outside of the club
They fire
We bringing em in
Told that lil bitch that I'm regular
Just from the talk
She wet she know that I'm him
I ain't no flunky
If I drop a bag
I'm makin it bungee
Ya bitch ona manhunt
Keepin an eye out for Sport
She really want fuck me
Make her a custy
Leavin a brick in her bag
The bitch really trust me
All I really need is Some head
Girl your throat lookin lucky
She Invite a bitch
She's don't bring a buddy
My dick in her mouth
She watchin her suck it
Give & I go
No time for discussion
Bro got a chicken
And turn it to nuggets
Pop me a what
Chill you buggin
Look at this pussy
I know that he bluffin
Act like QB we get rushin
He popped
Left him with nothin
I'm gettin money lil hoe
Don't try it
Need a new attitude
Bitch I might buy it
Broke a few plates
Over weekend at the Hyatt
Pull off ona chop
Feelin like a Mayan
If you need a bell
Don't ring the bell
Drop me a pin
That's how I like it
Za in my lungs I'm flyin
You ain't my bitch stop lyin
Feelin like Richie porter
Bring me your order
Break down a P
Your daughter I taught her
New paper
Piling on top of the old shit
I feel like a hoarder
Can't flip a pack
You can't save a rack
Boy, you got a money disorder
Ribs touchin
Lookin disgustin
Keep your hands from my aura
Hold on what you mean
Nah fuck that
Go get it myself
Line keep cluckin
Bitches keep tuggin
Pussy ain't nothin
My mind on wealth
I said hold on
What you need
Man slide me that scale
Ain't takin no shorts
Finna hit New York
With some of your money
Cash out ona grail
I'm on top like a bunkie
Smoke on the funky
Fuck ona skinny bitch
Dick make her chunky
Keep me a roll
Bank by the undies
Rips in my ksubi
Sporty look grungy
You makin how much
Pockets is funny
I make a play boy
Sex me a bunny
I'm with your Pooh
For the hunny
She suck me down
Her nose gettin runny
I'm gettin money lil hoe
Don't try it
Need a new attitude
Bitch I might buy it
Broke a few plates
Over weekend at the Hyatt
Pull off ona chop
Feelin like a Mayan
If you need a bell
Don't ring the bell
Drop me a pin
That's how I like it
Za in my lungs I'm flyin
You ain't my bitch stop lyin