Dom Corleo - LAX lyrics
Dominic Anthony Paoletti
[Dom Corleo - LAX lyrics]
Let's go, baby, let's go richer than my ex
But it's still "fuck my ex!"
And I'm still fucking my ex go, go
Go, go
Bitch, I'm good, no, I'm straight
Bitch, I'm rich everyday
You know that I'm slidin with the K
And my brother slidin' with the Drake
We put a OVO in that choppa 'cause
It get to singin' like Drake
And I put a couple bands on your head
You better run away let's go, baby, let's go
I ain't used to have shit
Now I got designer on my coat
Now I got her in my crib, bitch
She on her knees givin' me throat
She put it all in her
Mouth, way too deep, baby, don't choke
Yeah, she givin' that neck
Bitch, give me my check richer than my ex
But it's still "fuck my еx!"
And I'm still fuckin' my ex
Just got up out the flight, I just landed LAX
Hеard you talkin' 'bout some money
But I ain't talkin' 'bout no Forex
My bitch got her hair done
Now she want a photo
Slidin' in the big body Benz, yeah
We hoppin' out the four door
Switchin' them lanes, gettin' gased up
Had to get up off my ass, got my racks up
Yeah, I came a long way
Yeah, in LA sippin' drank, drank
Hop out of that whip, yeah, we gon' pop shit
Ridin' 'round, ridin' dirty, no
I'm ridin' round with that full clip
Like ridin' that i got a bitch on the way
I got a bitch on the way
Yeah, I got a bitch on the way
I got a bitch on the way
I got a bitch give me face
I got a bitch give me face
I got a bitch give me face go, go
Bitch, I'm good, no, I'm straight
Bitch, I'm rich everyday
You know that I'm slidin with the K
And my brother slidin' with the Drake
We put a OVO in that choppa 'cause
It get to singin' like Drake
And I put a couple bands on your head
You better run away let's go, baby, let's go
I ain't used to have shit
Now I got designer on my coat
Now I got her in my crib, bitch
She on her knees givin' me throat
She put it all in her
Mouth, way too deep, baby, don't choke
But it's still "fuck my ex!"
And I'm still fucking my ex go, go
Go, go
Bitch, I'm good, no, I'm straight
Bitch, I'm rich everyday
You know that I'm slidin with the K
And my brother slidin' with the Drake
We put a OVO in that choppa 'cause
It get to singin' like Drake
And I put a couple bands on your head
You better run away let's go, baby, let's go
I ain't used to have shit
Now I got designer on my coat
Now I got her in my crib, bitch
She on her knees givin' me throat
She put it all in her
Mouth, way too deep, baby, don't choke
Yeah, she givin' that neck
Bitch, give me my check richer than my ex
But it's still "fuck my еx!"
And I'm still fuckin' my ex
Just got up out the flight, I just landed LAX
Hеard you talkin' 'bout some money
But I ain't talkin' 'bout no Forex
My bitch got her hair done
Now she want a photo
Slidin' in the big body Benz, yeah
We hoppin' out the four door
Switchin' them lanes, gettin' gased up
Had to get up off my ass, got my racks up
Yeah, I came a long way
Yeah, in LA sippin' drank, drank
Hop out of that whip, yeah, we gon' pop shit
Ridin' 'round, ridin' dirty, no
I'm ridin' round with that full clip
Like ridin' that i got a bitch on the way
I got a bitch on the way
Yeah, I got a bitch on the way
I got a bitch on the way
I got a bitch give me face
I got a bitch give me face
I got a bitch give me face go, go
Bitch, I'm good, no, I'm straight
Bitch, I'm rich everyday
You know that I'm slidin with the K
And my brother slidin' with the Drake
We put a OVO in that choppa 'cause
It get to singin' like Drake
And I put a couple bands on your head
You better run away let's go, baby, let's go
I ain't used to have shit
Now I got designer on my coat
Now I got her in my crib, bitch
She on her knees givin' me throat
She put it all in her
Mouth, way too deep, baby, don't choke