lirik lagu retch - light up
light up the gas
and i float off the dodey
im in the coup with your boo
thats your shorty
we f~ck til the morning
we f~ck til the sun up
she swallowed the d~ck
‘fore pinnin her bun up
i be with the gang
and we keep it one hunnid
we run up we run up we run up
i hit the stage
and i come with the turn up
red bottom beat
turn that sh~t to a murder
i f~ck the show up
we ball out at barneys
im shoppin rodèo
the 40 still on me
i ride wit some money
ill get witchu shortly
you owe me some paper
he tryna avoid me
n~gga you pay me
but n~ggas be corny
my n~ggas they bout it
go shoot up the party
it somethin to stunt n~gga
dont get it started
swerve out the lot
then i slide to the fortress
i stand thru the doorway
to f~ck on a goddess
lil mama a rider
i put her in private
the maybach a beast
and it came with a driver
dont talk to me stupid
dont care bout no gossip
i bobbin to christian
to smokin exotic
its all bout the vision
my ho she exotic
smoke out at the opera
that sh~t so melodic
its salmon & codeine
& shrimp on my diet
i hit that b~tch raw
cus that p~ssy got milage
my drip in designer
i dont need no stylist
might fly and just f~ck on ya ho
at the college
might cop a new apple watch
and flood it with diamonds
might f~ck on ya ho in dubai
off of rhymin
sh~t i was jus locked up
and gamblin ramen
no me and these n~ggas
got nothing in common
can’t beef with these n~ggas
these n~ggas they copy me
when im on my bad n~gga
no one can stop me
i used to see fiens with the crack
in the lobby
well n~gga i shot at
i wasted a body
pull up im the 6
and jump out at the function
we came up with sticks
and we wettin the function
we scoop up your b~tch
and we went thru the function
that fn will rip thru
dont trip in the function, forreal
light up the gas
and i float off the dodey
im in the coup with your boo
thats your shorty
we f~ck til the morning
we f~ck til the sun up
she swallowed the d~ck
‘fore pinnin her bun up
i be with the gang
and we keep it one hunnid
we run up we run up we run up
i hit the stage
and i come with the turn up
red bottom beat
turn that sh~t to a murder
i f~ck the show up
we ball out at barneys
im shoppin rodèo
the 40 still on me
i ride wit some money
ill get witchu shortly
you owe me some paper
he tryna avoid me
n~gga you pay me
but n~ggas be corny
my n~ggas they bout it
go shoot up the party
it somethin to stunt n~gga
dont get it started
Lirik lagu lainnya:
- lirik lagu indigo sparke - wolf
- lirik lagu the negro problem - mahnsanto
- lirik lagu hortzak - galtzaile garaile
- lirik lagu somunia - non player girl (nyankobrq 2p ver.)
- lirik lagu joe kinosian, kellen blair - he needs a partner
- lirik lagu ferdi - charbonner
- lirik lagu fleeingvenus - cry with the tides
- lirik lagu flu!d - power up
- lirik lagu virtual bird - fuck amazon
- lirik lagu cal murphy - one thing