Shoreline Mafia - Disgusting
(Ron-Ron do that shit)(Daytrip took it to 10)
I'm finna fuck up some money
Ten thousand dollars in fifties and hundreds
I run a check up, my VVs be bussin'
Niggas be talking, we end with discussions
Bitch, we sliding, you ain't sliding, you duckin'
We ain't friends, baby girl we just fuckin'
I pull up and put a hole in your pumpkin
I popped a 30, I'm feeling disgusted, ayy
I'm finna fuck up some money
Ten thousand dollars in fifties and hundreds
I run a check up, my VVs be bussin'
Niggas be talking, we end with discussions
Bitch, we sliding, you ain't sliding, you duckin'
We ain't friends, baby girl we just fuckin'
I pull up and put a hole in your pumpkin
I popped a 30, I'm feeling disgusted, ayy
Chief Draco, that's a big K
Ain't no cap, no JK
And my nigga down with the JPay
Chop' pull out, then it's mayday
Fuck up a check like payday
Kato my cousin like Day-Day
Fuck up a check like payday
Kato my cousin like Day-Day, ayy
I'm finna fuck up the cash
Fuckin' her face then I fuck up the dash, ayy
I'm finna fuck up the money
Fuck up the fifties, then fuck up the hundreds, ayy (racks)
I'm finna fuck up the pack
Front it to me and I won't run it back, ayy
I'm finna fuck up the pack
Front it to me and I won't run it back, ayy
I'm finna fuck up some money
Ten thousand dollars in fifties and hundreds
I run a check up, my VVs be bussin'
Niggas be talking, we end with discussions
Bitch, we sliding, you ain't sliding, you duckin'
We ain't friends, baby girl we just fuckin'
I pull up and put a hole in your pumpkin
I popped a 30, I'm feeling disgusted, ayy
I'm finna fuck up some money
Ten thousand dollars in fifties and hundreds
I run a check up, my VVs be bussin'
Niggas be talking, we end with discussions
Bitch, we sliding, you ain't sliding, you duckin'
We ain't friends, baby girl we just fuckin'
I pull up and put a hole in your pumpkin
I popped a 30, I'm feeling disgusted, ayy
I put a four in a liter
I like the Wock' 'cause it's sweeter
I hid the dope in Adidas
I turned my mouth to a freezer
I keep the heat like a fever
I fuck that bitch, I don't need her
She suck my dick, order pizza
I beat up the pussy, you beat her
I'm finna fuck up some twenties
I hit flips and then I spent me a fifty
I pop a Perky, I'm gon' let it lift me
I keep that choppa, lil' nigga don't tempt me
Pull up poppin', shit, we clear out the fifty
I been servin' all the white, I got Britney
Pull up poppin', shit, we clear out the fifty
I been servin' all the white, I got Britney, ayy
I'm finna fuck up some money
Ten thousand dollars in fifties and hundreds
I run a check up, my VVs be bussin'
Niggas be talking, we end with discussions
Bitch, we sliding, you ain't sliding, you duckin'
We ain't friends, baby girl we just fuckin'
I pull up and put a hole in your pumpkin
I popped a 30, I'm feeling disgusted, ayy
I'm finna fuck up some money
Ten thousand dollars in fifties and hundreds
I run a check up, my VVs be bussin'
Niggas be talking, we end with discussions
Bitch, we sliding, you ain't sliding, you duckin'
We ain't friends, baby girl we just fuckin'
I pull up and put a hole in your pumpkin
I popped a 30, I'm feeling disgusted, ayy
(Ron-Ron do that shit)
(Daytrip took it to 10)
Written by:
Fenix Rypinski, Alejandro Carranza, David Biral, Denzel Baptiste, LaRon Robinson
Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING, Songtrust Ave
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