goodwxn – visions lyrics
[hook]
yeah
i’m trynna stack up on this yayo
i’m trynna stack up on these pesos
i’m trynna just f-ck on the sofa
all day, like where did the day go?
one day imma buy me a whip
f-ck a b-tch, skrt, and then dip
and when i’m ready i’ll find me a baddie
with a fatty and never lose grip
[verse 1]
i run in the field with some cleats
shawty love cathin’ the skeet
i f-ck her in sync to the b-ss
lose all of the strength in my knees
run up on me, n-gg- please
what’s brackin’ you know that i bleed
if she bad, i might let her have it
shawty a freak in the sheets
mid-august i’m countin’ the cake
she thirsty, i give her a taste
y’all mad that a young n-gg- eatin
never too much on my plate
never too much in my face
never too much up for stake
as soon as the bullet go off
i’m runnin’ the track like usain
first thing in the morning we fly out to cali
master the green, i ain’t talkin’ the yoda
countin’ the views i go tally for tally
get back to the smokin’, you smell the aroma?
i want some titties to stare at forever and ever and ever
and never lose focus
record that b-tch jumpin’ and jumpin’ and jumpin’ and jumpin’ for me run it back in slow motion
[hook]
yeah
i’m trynna stack up on this yayo
i’m trynna stack up on these pesos
i’m trynna just f-ck on the sofa
all day, like where did the day go?
one day imma buy me a whip
f-ck a b-tch, skrt, and then dip
and when i’m ready i’ll find me a baddie
with a fatty and never lose grip
[verse 2]
if she bad, i might catch a body
in the telly, can’t get p-ssed the lobby
she droolin’ all over my draws
on the calvins and maybe the tommys
fuego s-x now she callin’ me papi
gr-ss cut don’t f-ck with no snake
f-ckin’ hoes is a h-ll of a hobby
i call the shots, you n-gg-s gon’ chase
my b-tch never lackin’ the shape
slim thick, hour gl-ss in the waist
she been riding this d-ck now for days
no rush baby stay at your pace
p-ssy out of this world like a martian
see my sword, now she call me a spartan
quiero una mala latina
don’t south, bet she play for the marlins
i’m trynna stack up on this yayo
i’m trynna stack up on these pesos
i’m trynna be richer than lavish
i’m trynna blow gas with diego
i’m trynna just double my pay roll
i’m trynna blow stacks on a bagel
if y’all are just lookin’ for something thats sick
my n-gg- well my sh-t is fatal
[hook]
yeah
i’m trynna stack up on this yayo
i’m trynna stack up on these pesos
i’m trynna just f-ck on the sofa
all day, like where did the day go?
one day imma buy me a whip
f-ck a b-tch, skrt, and then dip
and when i’m ready i’ll find me a baddie
with a fatty and never lose grip
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