WeLoveYouAmiri - Love To Strip

★ Verse ★
She got a fat ass and she love to strip
Wearin all blue and I'm not a fuckin crip
Wake up everyday i be gettin lit
Told my brodie pass the blunt I wanna hit it
I be running red lights not talking squid game
I be spazzing on the beat I'm goin insane
She be yappin all the time you gotta explain
I be walking on these beats jus like I'm Mike Jack
You gon see me in the streets I be really like that
I be so hot I need a fucking ice bath
Runnin up the score I'm needing my stats

★ Bridge ★
She told me she a mothafuckin dancеr
I ask how much you make she ain't evеn got an answer
She gon fuck with zodiacs and I'm a fucking cancer

★ Verse ★
That's a mothafuckin lie
Imma stay solid in the streets I neva caught a fuckin crime
Stayin clean trynna get a baddie that is fine
I just want a bitch that's gon sip up on some wine (Exquisite)
I got a rolly I ain't even tell the time
No ladder in the game but imma mothafuckin climb
Static that's my brotha that's my mothafuckin slime (Yxng Static)
That's the Jordan to my mothafuckin Pippen
We be talkin shit and hitting licks
He gon wake up, brush his teeth and fuck your bitch

★ Verse ★
I be smooth but I'm on some player shit
I be walkin like i'm elegant but you know that I'm not heaven-sent
Fuck a dollar you worth seven cents
I be settin all these mothafuckin trends
Hatin on these bitches but I love to make amends
So I can fuck one up in my benz
Mako cookin up on them stems
That's a real one he be making heat
We be big steppin, not no seven fucking feet

★ Bridge ★
They ask if it's act, nah it's fucking tea

★ Verse ★
I can do this in my fucking sleep
Wake up I be fucking hearing beep beep
They trynna cover up the world with some mothafucking bleeps
Who gon need the truth and who's gon not
Run your fucking mouth and you get shot
Everyone can be fucking bought
No limit, not no fucking price
I be takin chances rollin all the mothafuckin dice
Got her wet gotta cover up with some rice
She saying i fucking smell good she acting real nice
She want my hand around her neck she want my fucking vice
Want the fucking vice and we not talking GTA
Steal the car and we gonna fucking get away
Wake up every morning i just want a fucking k
Imma box a hater like my name is fucking Jake
Count him out to like fucking 10
Bitch Please
You cannot hit my pen
You ain't even like a mothafuckin 10
She be praying on my dick like fuckin amen
I be wearing chrome hearts like I'm Ken
I be fucking chillin I just need my fucking zen
Free my homie Static, he ain't even in the pen