Flamez Fuego, K Suave - Nic At Nite Lyrics

Too many hoes on me I can't even pick one
Her and my gun got something in common I make them both bust
Yeah
She keep tryna keep up With me Make her ass run
Yeah
I got jet lag
Can't even fuck her best friend right now
Duck duck goose I pass them around
Got that bitch going up and down like a seesaw
Y'all wasn't there when I was down I don't need yall
Foreign whip when I pull off make them drop their jaws
I get the blasting
That chopper automatic
He talking like he bout it
But we all know he capping
Tricking on this bitch right now I feel like an old lonely man
I don't want no company I'm cuddling right now with bands
I'm on FaceTime with Trippie And he said we finna takeoff
With seven two point o we passing hoes around like baseball
Think DJ Quincy popped another perc he keep on dozing off
I hate when bitches get they body done that shit don't feel soft
Me and AJ in a SRT he finna peel off
Yeah that lil bitch smiling now she keep calling me Rick Ross
Make her bend it over touch her toes when I hit from the back
She want me to manage her I told that bitch she gotta come with racks
Too many hoes on me I can't even pick one
Her and my gun got something in common I make them both bust
Yeah
She keep tryna keep up With me Make her ass run
Yeah
I got jet lag
Can't even fuck her best friend right now
Duck duck goose I pass them around
Got that bitch going up and down like a seesaw
Y'all wasn't there when I was down I don't need y'all
Foreign whip when I pull off make them drop their jaws
Frozen tears
Swear the wrist gone hit like chandeliers
Always lit I kept a stick but ain't no candles here
My life still a movie you can't change the channel here
Shawty got a man
She still choose me she don't care
Got them racks now
By the packs now
Smoking packs now
Blew her back out
I ain't want it
Threw it back out
Almost blacked out
On the lean almost blacked out
She tried to run again I made her tap out
Too many hoes on me I can't even pick one
Her and my gun got something in common I make them both bust
Yeah
She keep tryna keep up With me Make her ass run
Yeah
I got jet lag
Can't even fuck her best friend right now
Duck duck goose I pass them around
Got that bitch going up and down like a seesaw
Y'all wasn't there when I was down I don't need yall
Foreign whip when I pull off make them drop their jaws

Too many hoes on me I can't even pick one
Her and my gun got something in common I make them both bust
Yeah
She keep tryna keep up With me Make her ass run
Yeah
I got jet lag
Can't even fuck her best friend right now
Duck duck goose I pass them around
Got that bitch going up and down like a seesaw
Y'all wasn't there when I was down I don't need yall
Foreign whip when I pull off make them drop their jaws
I get the blasting
That chopper automatic
He talking like he bout it
But we all know he capping
Tricking on this bitch right now I feel like an old lonely man
I don't want no company I'm cuddling right now with bands
I'm on FaceTime with Trippie And he said we finna takeoff
With seven two point o we passing hoes around like baseball
Think DJ Quincy popped another perc he keep on dozing off
I hate when bitches get they body done that shit don't feel soft
Me and AJ in a SRT he finna peel off
Yeah that lil bitch smiling now she keep calling me Rick Ross
Make her bend it over touch her toes when I hit from the back
She want me to manage her I told that bitch she gotta come with racks
Too many hoes on me I can't even pick one
Her and my gun got something in common I make them both bust
Yeah
She keep tryna keep up With me Make her ass run
Yeah
I got jet lag
Can't even fuck her best friend right now
Duck duck goose I pass them around
Got that bitch going up and down like a seesaw
Y'all wasn't there when I was down I don't need y'all
Foreign whip when I pull off make them drop their jaws
Frozen tears
Swear the wrist gone hit like chandeliers
Always lit I kept a stick but ain't no candles here
My life still a movie you can't change the channel here
Shawty got a man
She still choose me she don't care
Got them racks now
By the packs now
Smoking packs now
Blew her back out
I ain't want it
Threw it back out
Almost blacked out
On the lean almost blacked out
She tried to run again I made her tap out
Too many hoes on me I can't even pick one
Her and my gun got something in common I make them both bust
Yeah
She keep tryna keep up With me Make her ass run
Yeah
I got jet lag
Can't even fuck her best friend right now
Duck duck goose I pass them around
Got that bitch going up and down like a seesaw
Y'all wasn't there when I was down I don't need yall
Foreign whip when I pull off make them drop their jaws