Atex - Fadeaway

Cousin Jesse first I saw with AF1s
Cousin Jesse first I saw with all gold slugs
Hit the strip then we make that bitch strip
GTR, Hellcat racing down the strip
GTR, Hellcat racing down the Jimmy
Got rich, got a butler, bitch call me Jimmy
Shooting shots from the 3 point line, fadeaway
Boy we here to stay you pussy gonna fade away
Pussy boy look at you
You a pussy boy
.45 hold bout 9 for you pussy boys
Keep it tucked, keep it strapped for that pussy boy
Gotta strap my cock
I can’t fuck with thots
I can’t with cops yuh
Wet em up like socks
Wet em up like socks
Flooding out the block
Eat at pappadeux
Only on occassion
If that bitch bad
Take her on vacation
Cuz I’m chilling
I’m just bickin back I’m being bool
I ain’t gang bangin bitch, but the gang banging you
In my hood they don’t got street lights
In my hood they’ll rob you if you ride past 9
I’m walking like a cowboy
Cuz this .45
I’m a 90s Baby
Keep two .45s
Beat that pussy boy
Beat that pussy boy
Kill that pussy boy
I’m taking all nine lives
I’m taking all nine lives
We gon let that shit bang
Drum line
Pouring out that red, like a fucking line
Let that bitch bang bang like a fucking drum
We come in and pop out we pop out then we pop back in then we hop in and hop out then we roll out then we skrrrrr
We come in and pop out then we hop in then we hop out then we hop in then we pop out then we let that shit bang bang
Cousin Jesse first I saw with AF1s
Cousin Jesse first I saw with all gold slugs
Hit the strip then we make that bitch strip
GTR, Hellcat racing down the strip
GTR, Hellcat racing down the Jimmy
Got rich, got a butler, bitch call me Jimmy
Shooting shots from the 3 point line, fadeaway
Boy we here to stay you pussy gonna fade away

Written by:
Atex A.

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