John X Smith - Antelope

All bout the green,
Trap out the Porsche,
Antelope

Cartier watch,
shine,
she can’t tell time

Been pro, trap out the league,
touchdown, boss
Ship out a pack, where it at?

All in the bull no cheetah
Bad bitch I don’t need her

I think that she needin’ me
She want me so greedily

Ain’t joining so I gotta beat em
and bitch I ain’t needin’ a reason

Can’t plant with no seed to me
Just say what you think of me

Big racks I’m an ape
Bitch I’mma fill up my plate

Dropping a bitch if she giving no brain
Bitch so it’s fuck what you think

Poor up a three,
I’m drinkin’
Sprite (Woo)
I’m faded

Bitch I been faded yeah
All bout my pay and all
and I just been stacking up bread so much bread,
like bitch I’m a baker ah

I’m on yeah
I’m on yeah, yeah

Percocets and Codeine,
Lean
Expect me not be so successful
Look what I achieved

1-0n-1 I’m Tommy Gun, you a pistol

Bitch I’mma pimp,
My hoe gon fuck you and your sister,
Money

Pockets fat like Rosie O
Xanny bars a cocaine
cause if I take a Xanny once, then I’mma fall asleep

You all gon follow the leader
Poor up a four in two liters
She suck my wood like cedar,
But she just a hoe I don’t need her

Pullin’ up on gang
shoot out the tints I ain’t sane
wide body switching’ lanes
out the Lambo
Head to toe in camo (ohh)
Eat that bitch up like a cannibal

Bitch I been faded yeah
All bout my pay and all
and I just been stacking up bread, so much bread,
like bitch I’m a baker ah

I’m on yeah
I’m on yeah, yeah

Written by:
MICHAEL SMITH

Publisher:
Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, SMITHHOUSE MUSIC PUBLISHING

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