"Divorce" lyrics
Tuh (Let's get it)
I just dropped a pop, I can't leave it stand up (I can't leave it stand up)
I be in the club by myself, band up
If you make your own money, bitch, put your hands up (Put your hands up)
Wow, she got her titties done, I guess she somethin' now
Well, I just got my wrist done, I just spent a hundred thou'
White buffs with the tint, it ain't sunny out (It ain't sunny out)
My PPP just went through, I'm actin' funny now (Hahaha)
How the fuck this AP offshore when I'm on the shore? (How?)
It's ten thousand when my phone ring, it's forty when they swing my door
My bitch be doin' Celine things, not no Michael Kors (Mwah)
I'm married to these street streets, I can't get a divorce (Never)
I can't put no 30 in this fin, it's gon' jam (Dlrrt)
Can I make a brick? Yes I can, yes I can (Yeah)
I'm somewhere on the island, my shirt came from Japan
I'm shoppin' 'round in France, I don't even know when I land
Boy, keep it movin', don't say nothin' to me
I got so much dope, I can cook the block cookie
I hope she don't think I'm choosin', I hope he don't be stupid
'Cause bro came with some Call of Duty shit on fully
My dog bought a clip and he ready to make a movie
Hoes call me Big Papa, I might pop out with a kugi
Nah, it ain't no print on this shit, but it's Louis (Louis, though)
Nah, I don't swipe, I just start peelin' bluies
I don't sell weed, I'm in the H like I'm Stewie
The FN hit his face, have him lookin' like Lil Uzi
She suck my dick good, put this bitch in some Pucci (I got you)
I gotta cook all this work in the jacuzzi
Wow, he got a second gene, I guess he tough or somethin'
I just put a cupter on my AR, it's a hundred on it
I go make a two plays, put a hundred on you (Put them rackays on you)
If it ever get to rainin', know the thunder comin'
Boy, keep it movin', don't say nothin' to me
I got so much dope, I can cook the block cookie
I hope she don't think I'm choosin', I hope he don't be stupid
'Cause bro came with some Call of Duty shit on fully
I just dropped a pop, I can't leave it stand up (I can't leave it stand up)
I be in the club by myself, band up
If you make your own money, bitch, put your hands up (Put your hands up)
Wow, she got her titties done, I guess she somethin' now
Well, I just got my wrist done, I just spent a hundred thou'
White buffs with the tint, it ain't sunny out (It ain't sunny out)
My PPP just went through, I'm actin' funny now (Hahaha)
How the fuck this AP offshore when I'm on the shore? (How?)
It's ten thousand when my phone ring, it's forty when they swing my door
My bitch be doin' Celine things, not no Michael Kors (Mwah)
I'm married to these street streets, I can't get a divorce (Never)
I can't put no 30 in this fin, it's gon' jam (Dlrrt)
Can I make a brick? Yes I can, yes I can (Yeah)
I'm somewhere on the island, my shirt came from Japan
I'm shoppin' 'round in France, I don't even know when I land
Boy, keep it movin', don't say nothin' to me
I got so much dope, I can cook the block cookie
I hope she don't think I'm choosin', I hope he don't be stupid
'Cause bro came with some Call of Duty shit on fully
My dog bought a clip and he ready to make a movie
Hoes call me Big Papa, I might pop out with a kugi
Nah, it ain't no print on this shit, but it's Louis (Louis, though)
Nah, I don't swipe, I just start peelin' bluies
I don't sell weed, I'm in the H like I'm Stewie
The FN hit his face, have him lookin' like Lil Uzi
She suck my dick good, put this bitch in some Pucci (I got you)
I gotta cook all this work in the jacuzzi
Wow, he got a second gene, I guess he tough or somethin'
I just put a cupter on my AR, it's a hundred on it
I go make a two plays, put a hundred on you (Put them rackays on you)
If it ever get to rainin', know the thunder comin'
Boy, keep it movin', don't say nothin' to me
I got so much dope, I can cook the block cookie
I hope she don't think I'm choosin', I hope he don't be stupid
'Cause bro came with some Call of Duty shit on fully
