lirik lagu motel love story – surf
[verse]
i can’t f*ck with no ho
for that clout, she a fiend
she say i be goin’ hard
nah b*tch, i’m blowing steam
i can’t f*ck with none these n*ggas who ain’t really ’bout that green, b*tch
we the money team, b*tch
tryna get the cream, b*tch
i got gosha on my tee, b*tch
that’s my f*cking st**z, b*tch
push to start, inside the coupe
that motherf*cker keyless
if you run up on young sora, i might leave your ass t**th*less
glock with the beam, b*tch
that’s the 33, b*tch
i put lean inside my t**th, b*tch
gold on my t**th, b*tch
that girl left my heart so cold and now i need some heat, b*tch
boy, that chopper hold so many rounds, it make you have a seat, b*tch
i put so many holes inside your body, make you have a leak, b*tch
i swear my mama never raised no ho, she never raised a weak b*tch
i get that pack off over night, i swear you n*ggas take a week, b*tch
i be all about that money, all you suckers on that meme sh*t
me and sora k!llin’ sh*t, we don’t need a team, b*tch
ayy, i got gosha on my motherf*cking tee, i just work, i don’t get no motherf*cking sleep
but my car so boujee (skrt, skrt), it’s allergic to some keys
i get two sets of twins kissing, think they siamese, ayy
don’t you come in my ride with that sh*t, smoking on gelato, got me higher than a b*tch
d*mn, i don’t do no talking, i pull up with a stick
gotta let these n*ggas know that i’m with the sh*t, ayy
pull up in a supersport, you a super dork
but my balcony so high, that’s a super porch, yeah
b*tch, i’m going up, i’m going super north, yeah
f*ck her ’til she say her p*ssy super sore, yeah
countin’ money up when i get super bored
bad b*tches is my kryptonite, i feel like superman
shooting at the floor, i make him jump, he do a super dance
all these bad b*tches in my whip, boy, i feel like i’m an uber, man
yeah, they say you the man, you the man, you the man
boy, i’m going crazy, b*tch, i feel like i’m young luda, man
yeah, you can’t throw no hands, so you be calling up your shooters, man
all you n*ggas soft you probably washin’ with a loofah, man
hey, i can tell they mad, it’s okay, i’m still getting bags
these expensive racks, and they came with expensive tags
yeah, i ain’t playin’ fair, i don’t care, girl, don’t push me there
don’t you play with me, go in your room, go play in your h*ll
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