j0e – sandstorm lyrics
i’ma f+ck your b+tch like a sandstorm
f+ckin em up, and cashin out like a landlord
gettin all this paper, countin stacks like a bankroll
testing the cops, but yeah you know i got a loophole
i be hittin all these l!cks up on my own time
sh+ttin on these haters that don’t give a f+ck about rhymes
clearin my head, from all these people tryna hurt mine
keepin all my homies out of traffic during prime time
ima pull up, shootin b+tches like a gunner
feelin really good when i’m off 5 or 6 blunts yeah
5 or 6 blunts yeah, 5 or 6 trucks yeah
pull up with a bentley truck, hop out and make you hover
you ain’t got a grip, got hands like b+tter
glock goes pow pow pow don’t stutter
you might end up dead if i found out you f+cked her
you don’t want no smoke, take back that bull sh+t you uttered
b+tches wanna suck my d+ck, wanna run with it, wanna be real sl!ck, yuh
hoes with hoe ass lips, with red lip stick, tryna f+cking l!ck, yuh
homies shouldn’t mess with hoes, even if they thick, or they ride with cliques, yuh
they just wanna give it quick, then they take a pic and the f+cking dip
i’ma f+ck your b+tch like a sandstorm
f+ckin em up, and cashin out like a landlord
gettin all this paper, countin stacks like a bankroll
testing the cops, but yeah you know i got a loophole
i be hittin all these l!cks up on my own time
sh+ttin on these haters that don’t give a f+ck about rhymes
clearin my head, from all these people tryna hurt mine
keepin all my homies out of traffic during prime time
rappin on x games mode, yuh
always puttin b+tches on hold, yuh
chains stay icey and cold
keep talkin sh+t i’ma up this pole, yuh
stop with the sh+t that’s old
we shoot 223’s if you act bold, yuh
chains stay icey and cold
b+tch we pop off and f+ck a lil hoe, yuh
f+ck around and get dropped
glock gonna get you popped
got all this gas on lock
pull up on your block, get shot
f+ckin on my b+tch, lets swap, stop
gettin that good good top
gettin them racks nonstop
pullin hoes call it chop shop
skrtin out in a drop top
smoke a tree from my own shop, yuh
b+tches wanna suck my d+ck, wanna run with it, wanna be real sl!ck, yuh
hoes with hoe ass lips, with red lip stick, tryna f+cking l!ck, yuh
homies shouldn’t mess with hoes, even if they thick, or they ride with cliques, yuh
they just wanna give it quick, then they take a pic and the f+cking dip
i’ma f+ck your b+tch like a sandstorm
f+ckin em up, and cashin out like a landlord
gettin all this paper, countin stacks like a bankroll
testing the cops, but yeah you know i got a loophole
i be hittin all these l!cks up on my own time
sh+ttin on these haters that don’t give a f+ck about rhymes
clearin my head, from all these people tryna hurt mine
keepin all my homies out of traffic during prime time
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