MoNST3R Lyrics

Got the drop, fuck that, walk them down yeah

I don't think lil woadie want to talk now

Fuck the opps, pigs turn bacon in this bitch yeah

Pill bottle scratching off the label on this bitch yeah

Slow your roll I told baby don't bother me right now

Lil butterface look way better with the lights down

Fuck around pull out put the kids on her tummy

I ain't got no feelings for that bitch I hit her on top the covers

Fuck the jail, got to move quiet cause these pussies trying to tell

How you say it's exotic but it ain't got a smell

Opps trying to stain but them niggas finna fail

I was on the plane had to send them through the mail

Bust down or plain I don't even really care

I don't want that twang I can do it by myself

Niggas chasing fame he gone sell his soul his self

All that shit lame they gone put you on the shelf

Still was putting it on back when we was in the Dell

Back when we was at school waiting on the bell

Fuck it clear the business

Shawty booty tough cause she all into fitness

In the mirror adding blush told me she was almost finished

Bitch I'm in a rush pack touched I don't want miss it

Twin just poured a four, syrup, fuck they got me sipping?

And then I told that hoe swerve, I ain't got no interest

Hit me for them bows, serve, niggas in my city

Hemi for the motor I'm minding my business

Demon or a hellcat fuck around got to switch them

Swag got the Jag i told twin to come and get me

Riding with a bag cause I'm on my way to spend it

Tapped in with a bad bitch 4L I don't miss her

I keep it 100 bitch gone still want go the distance

Cash what you be doing about them birds?

Flip them pigeons got damn yeah

On block know the gang took the pipes out

Your car slow only thing he did was take the pipes out

Real Vs baby bet you see them with the lights out

Whole house smell like bows hit it with the pinesol

Hoe why you got your clothes on go take your clothes off

Bro them ain't gone let you go nowhere they knock the doors off

She want go to Sickworld okay bae just don't talk

She was trying to shake her whole ass for the roll call

Bae go hit that gym your stomach big you need to tone down

He with all that tough shit 'til we catch him alone huh

Oh God, here we go again I'm the monster

And I accidentally hit some of her friends guess I'm toxic

She was in my head trying to talk about some nonsense

I was trying to tell that bitch I'm worried about a profit

Walk up in the pharmacy and ask them where the Wocky?

If it wasn't for the F on me I probably could have been a doctor

If these fuck niggas wasn't pussy I probably wouldn't even need a rocket

If these pussy niggas threw hands we could just blend something then drop it