Jasiah, Fat Nick - 1-800-Swallow Me lyrics
[Jasiah, Fat Nick - 1-800-Swallow Me lyrics]
MTM, hit 'em with the heat!
Murder rates sky-rockin'
(Huh?) , bank notes poppin' (Haha)
Bitch, you out of line
Is you sucking dick or walking? (What?)
Mr gorgeous Glizzy Gordo, damn
I look like the latto (Trap, trap, trap)
Do I wanna fuck a model
Or a hoodrat who swallow?
Murder rates sky-rockin'
(Huh?) , bank notes poppin' (What?)
Bitch, you out of line
Is you sucking dick or walking? (Trap)
Mr gorgeous Glizzy Gordo, damn
I look like the latto (Skrrt)
Do I wanna fuck a model
Or a hoodrat who swallow?
I'm ridin' 'round, spin
Around and 'round
Pushin' all these pounds
Paranoia all up in my head
I'm better left for dead
Push a 'Vette, don't forget your vest
Sprite be filled with Tech
Roundabout, go and hit the left
We gon' leave him dead
Doc', he love me, I been sippin' lean
I been 'sleep for weeks
Grab a key, lets go pump these streets, man
I love my fiends
Biker boy, let that choppa rip, love to dip
(Skrrt) many Men, feel like 50 Cent
How they want me dead
This a hundred-round drum
How I fuck up the city
Flat-chested bitch hatin', tell ya mans
"Buy some titties"
Hundred band club and up, if you broke
You ain't with me (Nah)
How this bi' gon' say she fuck me
She a two and she dusty? (Trap, trap, trap)
Murder rates sky-rockin'
(Huh?) , bank notes poppin' (Haha)
Bitch, you out of line
Is you sucking dick or walking? (What?)
Mr gorgeous Glizzy Gordo
Damn I look like the latto
(Trap, trap, trap) do I wanna fuck a model
Or a hoodrat who swallow?
Murder rates sky-rockin'
(Huh?) , bank notes poppin' (What?)
Bitch, you out of line
Is you sucking dick or walking? (Trap)
Mr gorgeous Glizzy Gordo
Damn I look like the latto (Skrrt)
Do I wanna fuck a model
Or a hoodrat who swallow?
My opps dead, my opps dead, my opps dead
(My opps dead) he said he wanna kill me
But I know he on some soft shit (Bitch)
I don't give a fuck, I got this Glock
I'm on the offense (Okay)
This little bitch gon' suck this dick
Or she gon' get to walking
(Shawty, what's up?)
I'ma fuck this bitch 'cause she
Know how to swallow (Okay)
I'ma count this cash to show
You it ain't borrowed (No way)
I know these niggas look at
Me like I'm the lotto (Wassup?)
I'm in the coupe, skrrt
Swervin' all the potholes (Skrrt)
Fuck with my money
Then you losin' all your eyes and
Get hit with the semi then I
Need me like fifty bands
Bad bitch, she look like Mulatto, but she's
Shawty, I'm too militant
Hit his head and leave him dead
(What? What? What?)
Murder rates sky-rockin'
(Bah) , bank notes poppin' (Haha, juh)
Bitch, you out of line
Is you sucking dick or walking? (What?)
Mr gorgeous Glizzy Gordo, damn
I look like the latto
(Trap, trap, trap, yuh, yuh)
Do I wanna fuck a model
Or a hoodrat who swallow? (Juh, juh)
Murder rates sky-rockin'
(Bah) , bank notes poppin' (What? Juh)
Bitch, you out of line
Is you sucking dick or walking?
(Juh, trap, trap)
Mr gorgeous Glizzy Gordo, damn
I look like the latto (Skrrt)
Do I wanna fuck a model
Or a hoodrat who swallow? (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Huh, bitch!
Murder rates sky-rockin'
(Huh?) , bank notes poppin' (Haha)
Bitch, you out of line
Is you sucking dick or walking? (What?)
Mr gorgeous Glizzy Gordo, damn
I look like the latto (Trap, trap, trap)
Do I wanna fuck a model
Or a hoodrat who swallow?
Murder rates sky-rockin'
(Huh?) , bank notes poppin' (What?)
Bitch, you out of line
Is you sucking dick or walking? (Trap)
Mr gorgeous Glizzy Gordo, damn
I look like the latto (Skrrt)
Do I wanna fuck a model
Or a hoodrat who swallow?
I'm ridin' 'round, spin
Around and 'round
Pushin' all these pounds
Paranoia all up in my head
I'm better left for dead
Push a 'Vette, don't forget your vest
Sprite be filled with Tech
Roundabout, go and hit the left
We gon' leave him dead
Doc', he love me, I been sippin' lean
I been 'sleep for weeks
Grab a key, lets go pump these streets, man
I love my fiends
Biker boy, let that choppa rip, love to dip
(Skrrt) many Men, feel like 50 Cent
How they want me dead
This a hundred-round drum
How I fuck up the city
Flat-chested bitch hatin', tell ya mans
"Buy some titties"
Hundred band club and up, if you broke
You ain't with me (Nah)
How this bi' gon' say she fuck me
She a two and she dusty? (Trap, trap, trap)
Murder rates sky-rockin'
(Huh?) , bank notes poppin' (Haha)
Bitch, you out of line
Is you sucking dick or walking? (What?)
Mr gorgeous Glizzy Gordo
Damn I look like the latto
(Trap, trap, trap) do I wanna fuck a model
Or a hoodrat who swallow?
Murder rates sky-rockin'
(Huh?) , bank notes poppin' (What?)
Bitch, you out of line
Is you sucking dick or walking? (Trap)
Mr gorgeous Glizzy Gordo
Damn I look like the latto (Skrrt)
Do I wanna fuck a model
Or a hoodrat who swallow?
My opps dead, my opps dead, my opps dead
(My opps dead) he said he wanna kill me
But I know he on some soft shit (Bitch)
I don't give a fuck, I got this Glock
I'm on the offense (Okay)
This little bitch gon' suck this dick
Or she gon' get to walking
(Shawty, what's up?)
I'ma fuck this bitch 'cause she
Know how to swallow (Okay)
I'ma count this cash to show
You it ain't borrowed (No way)
I know these niggas look at
Me like I'm the lotto (Wassup?)
I'm in the coupe, skrrt
Swervin' all the potholes (Skrrt)
Fuck with my money
Then you losin' all your eyes and
Get hit with the semi then I
Need me like fifty bands
Bad bitch, she look like Mulatto, but she's
Shawty, I'm too militant
Hit his head and leave him dead
(What? What? What?)
Murder rates sky-rockin'
(Bah) , bank notes poppin' (Haha, juh)
Bitch, you out of line
Is you sucking dick or walking? (What?)
Mr gorgeous Glizzy Gordo, damn
I look like the latto
(Trap, trap, trap, yuh, yuh)
Do I wanna fuck a model
Or a hoodrat who swallow? (Juh, juh)
Murder rates sky-rockin'
(Bah) , bank notes poppin' (What? Juh)
Bitch, you out of line
Is you sucking dick or walking?
(Juh, trap, trap)
Mr gorgeous Glizzy Gordo, damn
I look like the latto (Skrrt)
Do I wanna fuck a model
Or a hoodrat who swallow? (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Huh, bitch!