"Bob Curry" lyrics

Club filled with sluts, trap filled with guns
Yeah, my trap filled with guns
Yeah, who the fuck wanted smoke?
Who the fuck wanted smoke?

Club filled with sluts, trap filled with guns
Yeah, my trap filled with guns
Yeah, who the fuck wanted smoke? (Who?)
Who the fuck wanted smoke?

Yeah, yeah, ass clapping in this bitch
The car was too old, she ain't fucking with that shit (2016)
New car smell, new pussy smell
Them boys stay inside, I know them pussies well
Three condos, one of them's to live
Ten shots fired, one of them's gon' hit
Yeah, I'm a king, call me Kingpin
I never pimped a day, but need a pink ring
I never get along with the slim things
Bring me a thick bitch, God, I need a thick bitch
I'm in Paris with a long stick
Free the guys that did a long bid
You wasn't there, you don't know what I came from
You not my bro, don't have the same mom
He got a headshot with his braids done
I'm so lit, I knew the day come
She in the telly bought a pink gun
Shit get serious when the fame's gone

Me and French would share the same gun
I know one day I'll come back home and Kae's gone
Me and Shu, we like the same songs
I got framed, she found a pink thong
What? Where that come from?

Club filled with sluts, trap filled with guns
Yeah, my trap filled with guns
Yeah, who the fuck wanted smoke?
Who the fuck wanted smoke?

Club filled with sluts, trap filled with guns
Yeah, my trap filled with guns
Yeah, who the fuck wanted smoke? (Who?)
Who the fuck wanted smoke?