lil esco 28 – ight imma fuck witcha lyrics
[intro]
hey swan, is that you?
ight, i’ma f-ck witcha
[chorus: lil esco 28]
gotta count these blues, i’ma f-ck witcha
came up, now i blew, i’ma f-ck witcha
if you talkin’ racks, i’ma f-ck witcha
everybody ain’t real, i can’t f-ck witcha
gotta count these blues, i’ma f-ck witcha
came up, now i blew, i’ma f-ck witcha
if you talkin’ racks, i’ma f-ck witcha
everybody ain’t real, i can’t f-ck witcha
[verse 1: robtheplayboy & lil esco 28]
just copped some dior, got two racks in my bag
b-tch, i’m the plug, i can sell twenty sacks
count up real fast, i ain’t even p-ss cl-ss
speak on my name, then you better run fast
came up real fast, now this b-tch wanna f-ck
she’s just a lil’ sl-t, she cannot get this nut
i’ve been runnin’ this sh-t, b-tch, i feel like king tut
no lil tecca, that b-tch out of luck
14, with them racks, no t-tties
alwats thumbin’, blue hunnids and fiftys
drapes from atlanta, i’ll die for my city
sippin’ on this lean, it go straight to my kidney
[chorus: lil esco 28]
gotta count these blues, i’ma f-ck witcha
came up, now i blew, i’ma f-ck witcha
if you talkin’ racks, i’ma f-ck witcha
everybody ain’t real, i can’t f-ck witcha
gotta count these blues, i’ma f-ck witcha
came up, now i blew, i’ma f-ck witcha
if you talkin’ racks, i’ma f-ck witcha
everybody ain’t real, i can’t f-ck witcha
[verse 1: lil esco 28 & robtheplayboy]
b-tch, i’m lil esco, i’ve been in the trap
b-tch, i’m big rob, all my diamonds attack
look at my drip, think your b-tch wanna f-ck
gettin’ this money, i can’t get enough
just a lil’ kid, but i just clapped your mom
vvs diamond, your chain from the p-wn
i freestyled this hoe, i might drop on worldstar
got top in the rolls while i’m lookin’ at stars
i’m shippin’ these packs while you playin’ fortnite
just walked in the club, and i’m high as a kite
just copped me some tech, poured a four in my sprite
talk down on the gang, you better get right
[chorus: lil esco 28]
gotta count these blues, i’ma f-ck witcha
came up, now i blew, i’ma f-ck witcha
if you talkin’ racks, i’ma f-ck witcha
everybody ain’t real, i can’t f-ck witcha
gotta count these blues, i’ma f-ck witcha
came up, now i blew, i’ma f-ck witcha
if you talkin’ racks, i’ma f-ck witcha
everybody ain’t real, i can’t f-ck witcha
[outro]
hey swan, is that you?
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