"blac chyna" lyrics

(Real trap shit)
(Nephilim)

Hollows through his stomach
Sick right to my stomach
I air out this function
Pussy nigga, stop that bluffing
Hollywood, sippin' Tussin
She give throat, so slushy
Boolin', with my cousin
This lil' hoe so cussy
Hole in his body like Dunkin'
I'm finna let this drum hit ya
This hoe keep making assumptions
Fuckin' this hoe, now I'm done wit' ya
What a feelin' when that drum hit
Bend her over, tryna fuck, bitch

I done went up, now I'm dumb rich
I ain't never need a handout
But they always got they handout
Bodyshots it got him fanned out
And I might just go flight to Berlin
Doggie stay by my side just Finn
Think lil Che got a rocket on him
It's Balenci', I'm rockin' on them
With a freak hoe with white on her lip
Fuck a label, won't sign to them niggas
Yeah, Traphouse never get tired (Never)
I'm tryna see Blac Chyna (Ooh)
New SoHo, Messiah (Uh, uh)
Yeah-yeah-yeah, smokin' on ganja
Brand new Prada
It's hella shit that I'm proud of
Gen 6, aiming right at his momma
New drank in, Fortnite Llama
Hmm, I love countin' commas
Just wait for my come-up
Choppa eughhhh, if he ever run up
Nigga make play like Osama, now
Got ice like Gunther
Pussy nigga, put yo guns up
Draco hit him, that's a bummer
Drunk bitch got me fucked up
Nigga always wear a rubber
My hoe tryna get her butt done
I'm finna get her another

(Hollows through his stomach)
Hollows through his stomach
Sick right to my stomach
I air out this function
Pussy nigga, stop that bluffing
Hollywood, sippin' Tussin
She give throat, so slushy
Boolin', with my cousin

Hole in his body like Dunkin'
I'm finna let this drum hit ya
Yeah, fuckin' this hoe, now I'm done wit' ya
What a feelin' when that drum hit
Bend her over, tryna fuck, bitch
I ain't never need a handout