lil bow tie - fuck a hook lyrics
d. neek:
11 hunnid on the goyard (cash)
diamonds they bite like a shark (grrr)
got money go dumb like r-t-rd
gas stank
baby did you just fart?
n-gg-s come shop like wal-mart (lemme bless you)
and i’m point like a f-cking dart (yuh)
learned from the streets so i’m street smart (smart)
driving foreigns like i drive a go-kart (skurrrrr)
eat the p-ssy up like pop-tarts (yum)
make yo -ss laugh like kevin hart (ha ha ha)
im ridin on these n-gg-s like paul blart
i ain’t hoopin n-gg- but i’m ballin hard
-whistle-
short
but a n-gg- living larger
arm in the rim like vince carter
im on 1% b-tch i need a charger
work a 9 to 5 but i’m not a father (nope)
all these n-gg-s flu they need a doctor
i’m cooking these n-gg-s like betty crocker
she ain’t wanna f-ck
so i blocked her (skrt?)
booty bouncing hard like a gr-sshopper
yo b-tch gimme head thats a lip locker
better hide your b-tch cause i will cop her (swipe!)
with my n-gg- bow eating shrimp and lobster (lil bow!)
all black suit but i’m not a mobster (bowtie)
lil drip:
yeah man you already know whats going on
yuh
okay
tryna ruin my flow like a blood clot
f-ck 12 b-tch now i can’t cop (12!)
hit you with the glock now it can’t stop (bow!)
at the circle k with the polar pop
sucking on my d-ck boy her jaw locked
you walked in the room and yo jaw dropped (what!?)
got this sh-t heating up hand warmers
car transform like a transformer (skrtt)
look at my wrist boy its two boulders (d-mn)
first day of school got two folders (two)
got money now my pockets h-lla bloated (big)
geekin off the gas stay h-lla floated (gas !)
b-tches playing games but they ain’t the joker
yo b-tch think she freaky cause she wear a choker
b-tch…
lil bow:
wait..
hold up..
this sh-t recording?..
oh, bet!
lil bowtie walk in everybody stop talking
you gon’ suck me up or just get yo -ss walking
the p-ss-es are actors like christopher walkin
i don’t speak to often
let cash do the talking (h-ll naw)
i been on the top while these goofies on bottom (top)
seen them new vans and you know that i bought em (slip on)
went to the dealer and copped me a rari (skrtttt)
don’t send me yo soundcloud you garbage i’m sorry
run up on me and i’ll swear you’ll get done up
they salty as f-ck because bow on the come up
i’m ridin that rari i skrt and i zoom
i switch to the four door it got plenty of room
throw them racks in the air
know i don’t give a f-ck
call yo main b-tch
i just told her to gimme suck
think you go dumb
but little b-tch i go dumber
you been broke as f-ck
im so sorry big b-mmer
d-mn…
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