litos – thotumn lyrics
yeah, yeah yeah it’s young carlitos
yeah, yeah it’s young carlitos
(ay!)
thotumn, thotumn, thotumn, b-tch
she want get close to me
it’s getting cold
x4
(ay!)
gucci the messenger (b-tch!)
got a new crib
b-tch i be settled up (b-tch!)
i’m with the gang
i might just set ’em up (pow!)
they thinking less of us
drinking colombian, rebel dog
i got the gas, b-tch it be h-lla strong (ay!)
i’m getting lit, press on the gas, then i’m gone
(skrt, skrt, skrt)
too g like gucci, spent two g on logos (ay!)
i put some gators on polos (ay!)
if you not fly like a dodo (uh huh!)
we can not kick it no dojo (smoke break!)
f-ck on that b-tch on the low low (ay!)
she want get freaky for photos (okay!)
she want take off my kimono (uh huh!)
she want to freak like bon0bos (ay!)
thotumn, thotumn, thotumn, b-tch
she want get close to me
it’s getting cold
x4
she said i bought it low
and she said i sold it high
let’s see how high this rocket could fly (takeoff!)
it’s laid out before her eyes
she’s entrepreneurial (oh d-mn) making the moves
she’s not mercurial (slow jam) she got the moves (she got the moves!)
talking that sh-t she gon’ shoot you (blast!)
pockets on rocket mode (b-tch!)
talkin that sh-t
rocket she let it unload (takeoff!) (zoom!) (pow pow pow pow)
then she reload
she really had to make it through the mud
never had a daddy so she had to find one
and she move too fast baby had ’em lined up
she would get bored quick tell ’em baby time’s up
(cut it off) but of course, cause it didn’t line up
(f-ck it up) set a course that she couldn’t hide from
(let him buck) on a horse thinking what have i done
(she woke up) by a corpse when she brought her eyes up
god d-mn!
pulled up on an op, she might bop ’em (pop pop)
guess that’s the cycle of trauma (can’t stop)
when she see your chains she might rob ’em (get robbed)
she said she want diamonds and prada (can’t cop)
she be trying to f-ck till the summer’s gone (it’s thotumn)
litos got these hoes doing somersaults (uh huh)
and i spend it all till the money’s gone (ka-ching!)
guess i got to get another f-cking job (b-tch!)
higher than a motherf-ck
i got all this money b-tch i’m trying to make it double up (hoe!)
b-tch i’m bout to run it up
i’m bout to make it rain in the f-cking hummer truck
thotumn, thotumn, thotumn, b-tch
she want get close to me
it’s getting cold
x4
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