

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Riding with my gun upon the lurk Posted at the top, yeah the perch Sunday morning washing off the dirt Rolling with the nuns smoking herbs Shawty looking good all up in my shirt Loving on me with a lil twerk She Lookin back, caught her with a smirk she do a little jiggle for the worm [Pre Chorus] She do a lil twerk and she give a lil smirk She don’t care about the money, got her feet in the dirt So I gave her a lil honey cause the bees don’t hurt And I gave her some money, got the C’s in the purse Trailer park broke is no joke We stay smoking but she wanna choke Free weed hotdog joke If you look in my eyes, your soul will get hurt [Chorus] She do a lil twerk and she give a lil smirk She don’t care about the money, got her feet in the dirt So I gave her a lil honey cause the bees don’t hurt And I gave her some money, got the C’s in the purse Trailer park broke is no joke We stay smoking but she wanna choke Free weed hotdog joke If you look in my eyes, your soul will get hurt [Verse] I smelt the gas seepin through your bubble Hey girl can we do a huddle Ah shit now we doing cuddles I had to do it, couldn’t do a fumble My baby girl got it goin on Cookin dinner, lovin on me strong Thankin me for all the deeds done Ride or die but we living long [Chorus] She do a lil twerk and she give a lil smirk She don’t care about the money, got her feet in the dirt So I gave her a lil honey cause the bees don’t hurt And I gave her some money, got the C’s in the purse Trailer park broke is no joke We stay smoking but she wanna choke Free weed hotdog joke If you look in my eyes, your soul will get hurt [Verse] she eat my dick, chimichanga burp I’m tryna be a big money nerd Long strides walking like I’m tall If I dick you down I can’t give it all Big dick deep down her throat I’m fascinated cause she didn’t choke It’s funny cause she made a dick joke She said “Daddy can you give me lil more” [Chorus] She do a lil twerk and she give a lil smirk She don’t care about the money, got her feet in the dirt So I gave her a lil honey cause the bees don’t hurt And I gave her some money, got the C’s in the purse I smelt the gas seepin through your bubble Hey girl can we do a huddle Ah shit now we doing cuddles I had to do it, couldn’t do a fumble Riding with my gun upon the lurk Posted at the top, yeah the perch Sunday morning washing off the dirt Rolling with the nuns smoking herbs Thinkin bout the women that i hurt Looked it up, nothing on the search It’s funny cause they wanted me to burn Now they on my page like a Lurk [Bridge] My baby girl got it goin on Cookin dinner, lovin on me strong Thankin me for all the deeds done Ride or die but we living long She do a lil twerk and she give a lil smirk She don’t care about the money, got her feet in the dirt So I gave her a lil honey cause the bees don’t hurt And I gave her some money, got the C’s in the purse I smelt the gas seepin through your bubble Hey girl can we do a huddle With a bit of lovin
Tags
Smooth deep male vocals Chill drill beat Banjo strings Angelic choir in the background Ethereal atmosphere
2:53
No
12/2/2025