"Less Than A Week" lyrics

Ok wok in my cup it cost mo then twelve fifty
And I be mixin that drank with the perky prescription
Left hand grip on her butt, the right one grip on her throat
Cuban link ima suck on her nipple
She gotta sloppy wan suck onnat dick till I'm crippled
N when I fuck onna back when I slap it it ripple
I mean these niggas havin a whole lot to say bout me
Baby ain't got none to say bout no nigga
Two twenty the dash of the cat
GMC truck lifted up and a caddy & bought the maybach
I make thirty racks if you want me on a track
I don't need it so if you don't want it its coo
I just popped me a tesla Xanax and juice
Baby call me a dog we gon fuck on the roof
We some magician with sticks
Makem go poof
Take the top off da top gon come off of the coop yea
You can stare at my whip but don't touch it
FN bullet gon spill out his mustard
MsSalazar maybach was custom
How it feel to be famous shit ion know
Stop askin me I'm still adjustin
I still a park the maybach on the side of they side
This a five hour trip we take perc through the custom
He think he untouchable wow
Private jet you can killed like you zeke
I been fuckin off racks how
I couldn't even tell you but I spent one fifty this week
She look at me bone apetite
Make her cum quick when I rap in her ear while I fuck her unique
Bae this a hellcat bumper, maybach thumper
When I light up that square I might burn off her cheek
Real playa I'm humble
Ten to my momma got gangsta moved grandma in less then a week
I just bought my brudda a truck
Gave my brudda some racks I took care of my bros for I took
Care of me
Exotic diamonds, replace the P with a D
So I kno that you rockin with me
I done took off foreal I get sixty a show
Cause the F stand for Firm and I'm on firm on a fee
Mirame nigga, stand on yo feet
Oh you trippin bout hoes you ain't pushin no P
Nigga my grandma street she told me put trust in nobody
Now nobody know where I sleep
I got the key thru that bitch under her mat
Now my bm don't know where I be
Float like a butterfly sting like a bee
Way he whip the suburban pull up with ali yea
I thought that they was gon love me for me
But instead when they see me all they see is
Dee
Big ol GMC truck I don't pull up no jeep
And what's crazy its free just to keep the shit G
Keep the shit goin
Five hunnit thou by the morning
Wanna lamp in the night
Baby gon keep the shit goin
Aww yeh eh eh
Ok wok in my cup it cost mo then twelve fifty
And I be mixin that drank with the perky prescription
Left hand grip on her butt
The right one grip on her throat
Cuban link ima suck on her nipple
She gotta sloppy wan suck onnat dick till I'm crippled
N when I fuck onna back when I slap it it ripple
I mean these niggas havin a whole lot to say bout me
Baby ain't got none to say bout no nigga
Two twenty the dash of the cat
GMC truck lifted up and a caddy & bought the maybach
I make thirty racks if you want me on a track
I don't need it so if you don't want it its coo
I just popped me a tesla Xanax and juice
Baby call me a dog we gon fuck on the roof
We some magician with sticks
Makem go poof
Take the top off da top gon come off of the coop