"CDG Foams" lyrics

Ain't talkin' dicks tell a broke nigga wrap it up
My man don't need a pill he got the stamina
Square ass bitch get hit with a spatula
Knock out ya TV
We Smoke on your plasma

I'm off a mushroom this won't be the last of us
I'm so gnarly
I'm so radical
And I got more money then your own daddy do
These carrots on me is not for no rabbit food

Fly as propellers
Pussy wet torpedo
New Chanel bag
Rockin' all flamingo
Bird-ass bitch talkin'
Shit thru a peep hole
We kick your door and
Got chips doRito

He got out jail the next day
We know he told
Tripping off acid
Fuck up my Aminos
Ice ain't taking out none of my migos
They ride on my tail got a Burberry pea coat

Better give her a muzzle
I dog this bitch
Ain't gotta run down
I'm walkin' shit
Play in my face
I'm hawkin' spit
Might just take a pic for you stalkin' bitches

And when I fly it's first not business
I ain't follow back it hurt her feelings
I ran through the bills my house got a gate
CDG foams can't forget where I came from

You rapping but you ain't a gangsta
I know niggas in the feds that'll shank ya
You not on my level you not on my rank ya
Bad hoes give me compliments
I be like thank ya

Coupe so fast I just disappear
Trust me I keep it raining no deer
He better hoop how he all in my ear
Fifteen two zeros for my hair

I cut that nigga like a beard
Bitch I been balling all year

Better give her a muzzle
I dog this bitch
Ain't gotta run down
I'm walkin' shit
Play in my face
I'm hawkin' spit
Might just take a pic for you stalkin' bitches

And when I fly it's first not business
I ain't follow back it hurt her feelings
I ran through the bills my house got a gate
CDG foams can't forget where I came from

Better give her a muzzle
I dog this bitch
Ain't gotta run down
I'm walkin' shit
Play in my face
I'm hawkin' spit
Might just take a pic for you stalkin' bitches

And when I fly it's first not business
I ain't follow back it hurt her feelings
I ran through the bills my house got a gate
CDG foams can't forget where I came from