PP

By Che

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[Verse]

It's a bad bitch sippin' on Cognac

You mad, why you hate with your old ass?

It go "hrr", but you already know that

The Jag, it go, uh, so fast (Yeah)

The racks, they, oh, uh, so fat (Yeah)

These bitches, they callin' me Oso

These bitches, they callin' me Oso

I need some money for promos (Promos)

I'm OG, so nigga, I don't end

Lil mama do it with no hands

Bullet stay hot, how could I be frozen?

My money so blue, like a ocean

Air out the blunt, then it was potent

I ain't gon' lie, I need me some more head

Fuck her, then put 'em on more X

I'm a dope fein, bitch, I'm a dopehеad

You supposed to roll with the roaches

My doctor gavе me a dosage now

Hell no, I don't care about that dosage, bitch

Let's fuck around, take us some more meds, yeah

I'm on his head, semicolon

I'm on rock, so I let 'em go, yeah

If not, we gon' fuck us some hoes then

We got racks on that bitch just like Rosé

She touchin' her toes, ayy

Niggas all in my business, they nosy

Escalade, this shit so cozy

Anime, she watch anime, go, yeah

Your bitch, she wan' fuck, let's go, yeah

Ten racks, I'll fuck around, ghost her

My dawg, my dawg, he on go, yeah

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

The CVS closed, I need more drugs

Back up, bitch, I don't know her

Fuck around, show these niggas, it's off the plug

CC droppin', I'm sober

He don't know he in a coma

Fuck it, when he wake up, bitch, I'ma show up

Doing my dance like I just broke my shoulder

Dollars ain't ever gon' show up

Damn, this ho' text so fast, I move slower

Hrr, tryna give his ass closure

Hell nah, you can't know where my clothes from

It's nosebleeds, it's got the snow goin'

I got some kids, but I got no sons

Get a dub on a nigga ass, yo' son

Talking 'bout some Rolling Loud but I'm really rollin' loud

Yeah, when the fucking Distro hit, that's when I start to smile

Fuck around, get a bitch so hit, now she so down

Smoke a whole zip with my Asian friend, his name So-Young

On my dick, like a fuckin' Go-Gurt

I'm a badass nigga, I ain't been in no more poker

Fuck around and drill yo' ass, fuck nigga, now who's slower?

I been in the street, in the street, nigga, like Dover


[Outro]

I don't beat my meat, I just tell that bitch come over

And she eat my meat, like a motherfuckin' Go-Gurt

I don't like a lease, I ran just to make some chokers

Swear these niggas know, since I came up, it's been over