

Prompt / Lyrics
40 on my lap (yea) It dont bang it clap Target on my back (ya dig) Cuz his girl on my lap Imma go kobe for 3 no jordan thats how i get my sac Imma go run it up like im ballin talkin bout my racks (yea yea yea) Im copin OD on the perks im chokin Last year i had my heart broken Now i drive the whip like its stolen (Huh, What?) Im hopin She go down on me like its golden Murder on the wall i know cuz i wrote it That go for anyone cuz im totin 9 on me its explodin Kinda like my bank account cuz its growin. Dont gas me up cuz im floatin Dont talk to me cuz i know it No nuke reactor overloadin You Lost her to me she elopin She know that im the king of these motions Cuz i be slanging dick in these oceans. (Drip, splash!) Im goin Percs in a codeine potion Put it on her face thats lotion Opps want the paper that im throwin I fast forward to the guap you loadin Shooter came to get that money you owe me. Took that shit for the rolley cuz that 40 on my lap (yea) It dont bang it clap Target on my back (ya dig) Cuz his girl on my lap Imma go kobe for 3 no jordan thats how i get my sac Imma go run it up like im ballin talkin bout my racks (yea yea yea)
Tags
rap, pop
4:00
No
6/27/2025