Letras
(It's Grayto, you gotta listen)
Red lights, everybody gon' pour up
Three-five, I got Tris in my soda
Shorty bad, so her dress, she gon' put it on
Brown hair, throwin' ass, goin' loco
I'm blowin' dope, hell nah, I ain't no role model
Pre-game, and I'm 'bout to down the whole bottle
Fuck a stop sign, bitch, I'm goin' full throttle
I lay back, give me head, feel like warm water (yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah)
I might serve you under the table (yeah, yeah)
Them nigga's opps, and these hoes ain't faithful
She want it straight from a nigga, no chaser (yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah)
I might serve you under the table
Them nigga's opps, and these hoes ain't faithful
She want it straight from a nigga, no chaser (yeah)
Private room, and I let shawty dance on it
Bop in the club when I'm throwin' hundreds
I got that shit out the mud, you don't really want it
Fuck it, young nigga, just 'cause I get money
Yo, tryna ride with us? Then don't say less
I'm on ten in the Benz with a paycheck
She at my phone right now, that shit payday
These niggas switched up when the money came in
Dirty cash, throw it in the duffel
Pour that mud, make the cup double
Hunnid racks, and I made another one
They gon' ride the wave 'cause I'm one-of-one
We in the Scat doin' donuts
I been in the field with my soldiers (uh)
High as hell in the Rover, I'm blowin O's (uh)
The neighbors don't fuck with the odor (yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah)
I might serve you under the table (yeah, yeah)
Them nigga's opps, and these hoes ain't faithful
She want it straight from a nigga, no chaser (yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah)
I might serve you under the table
Them nigga's opps, and these hoes ain't faithful
She want it straight from a nigga, no chaser (yeah, yeah)
Shorty bad, so her dress, she gon' put it on (yeah)
Brown hair, throwin' ass, goin' loco (yeah)