Yung Trae - SEXTVPES lyrics

[Intro] Call some hoes, moe. Call some hoes. Yeah Duct tape your grandmother, and that's on everything Yeah [Verse 1] Gold teeth, bad b**hes, they mulatto Good weed, forty ounces, and some tacos Shooting at the police, skateboarding and eating p**y Doing coke, f**ing raw, Blood gang, that's law Left hand on that steering wheel, texting hoes with my right hand Shout out my n***a Von, 'cause that n***a my right hand (Yung Trae A.R. hanging out the window) (Yung Trae A.R. hanging out the window) (Yung Trae A.R. hanging out the window) All my b**hes is nymphos, all my n***as steal Fords and Chevys My mama think I'm Makaveli, My swagger on that Fonzarelli I'm popping Percs for breakfast, I do coke for lunch, eat p**y for dinner God bless this sinner, ask 30th, n***a I'm a blessing f** around with my n***as, I'll bicep your armageddon Bench press crack c**aine, the black version of Cobain My old hoes get g**ned, I drive drunk, but maintain If my grandma knew, she'd probably cry My new b**h is probably bi, if she let me f** I'mma make her cry Manslingo on Greek hoes That young black, ashy n***a, but I'm still tanning out Rio Swimming out in the deep end I got so much weed, I'm surprised I ain't a weed man Gold rings, tounuge ring, machine guns under my couch I had a dream, I broke my legs, and she didn't f**, I still kicked her out f**ing around the East coast, up and down, smuggling d** Ratchet n***a, you f**ing with us, I'll k** your mom, 'cause you f**ing with thugs Black jacket with a lot of zippers, phone dead 'cause I'm s**ting hoes I swear I think my sh** don't stink, all these years I ain't close my nose Ski mask, break in your house, get a n***a for his flat screens Sell that sh** for 300, buy some new clothes and a new gun My lungs blacker than me n***a, I swear I need a new one My life is like too fun, photo shoots and s** tapes All I eat is wet p**y, Oreos, and purple grapes Drug money in my safe, but I stop trapping six months ago Now all I'm focused on: Music, 'cause these freak hoes is gonna come and go Y-N-W-V hoe, Spilled Paint, buy that sh** I swear to God, I'm high as sh**, dope sh**, dope sh** After this, I'mma f** a b**h, to Marco's last album I said.. (Break it down and roll it, inhale and blow it up) (Break it down and roll it, inhale and blow it up) (Girl my sh** say loaded)