Pusha T, Kash Doll - Sociopath lyrics
Kash Doll [Arkeisha Antoinette Knight] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Pusha T, Kash Doll - Sociopath lyrics]
My bitch hot, like she D-ing up the spot
My bitch hot, like she D-ing up the spot
(D-D-D-ing up)
She AP and really eat a nigga's watch
(D-ing up the spot)
My bitch hot, like she D-ing up the spot
She keep a lit 16, a network of typers
Fuck sellin' the pipers to get
The baby the diapers
Call the bitch Swiffer 'cause all
She know is swipers fuck a rap nigga
But she don't need him to wife her
(D-D-D-ing up the spot)
Benz trucker, all your mans want to fuck her
She get a nigga cleaned up too
You need a buffer?
Travel out to them islands in Thailand
She don't know if it's Lanvin or Lanvin
All she know, if it's my hands
It's pie hands
All she want is the monograms and my bands
Charcuteries
(Yo, what, what is charcuteries?)
(Man, it's
It's when you go to your hotel room)
(And they got the cheese
And the fucking pepperoni)
(Sliced on a little wood board
Waiting on you) new jewelries
New taste levels, shit, she be schooling me
(Nigga)
I got a bitch that'll master your card
Nice with the Visas, passports is art
Every page inked up
Her and the bitches link up
They think they hear the drum and
The machine when it syncs up
Heads boppin', boop-bopty boop-bop
Who you think showed you that
Chanel did the tube socks?
Bustin' down watches
Rental whips in the garages
She don't trick, but she charges
Lotta double Cs, double Gs
(You know how I do it)
New body parts, they double Ds
(You know how I do it)
The dual exhaust is double Vs
(You know how I do it)
You niggas talk, she fuckin' me
Her mother sayin' she should be a nurse hurts
But she just worry 'bout who
Got the purse first i tried to tell her
"Go to real estate school"
She say, "Don't you see
These fucking dealer plates, fool?
You know the rush it is
To know bitches hate you
'Cause they man is locked up
But still laced you?
And you know I need it twice, so it takes two
Fendi cross-body, fanny pack beige blue
(Nigga)
I got a bitch that'll master your card
Nice with the Visas, passports is art
Every page inked up
Her and the bitches link up
They think they hear the drum and
The machine when it syncs up
Heads boppin', boop-bopty boop-bop
Who you think showed you that
Chanel did the tube socks?
Bustin' down watches
Rental whips in the garages
She don't trick but she charges
My bitch hot, like she D-ing up the spot
My bitch hot, like she D-ing up the spot
(D-D-D-ing up–)
She AP and really eat a nigga's watch
(D-ing up the spot)
My bitch hot like she D-ing up the spot (D-D)
My bitch hot, like she D-ing up the spot
(D-D-D-ing up)
She AP and really eat a nigga's watch
(D-ing up the spot)
My bitch hot, like she D-ing up the spot
She keep a lit 16, a network of typers
Fuck sellin' the pipers to get
The baby the diapers
Call the bitch Swiffer 'cause all
She know is swipers fuck a rap nigga
But she don't need him to wife her
(D-D-D-ing up the spot)
Benz trucker, all your mans want to fuck her
She get a nigga cleaned up too
You need a buffer?
Travel out to them islands in Thailand
She don't know if it's Lanvin or Lanvin
All she know, if it's my hands
It's pie hands
All she want is the monograms and my bands
Charcuteries
(Yo, what, what is charcuteries?)
(Man, it's
It's when you go to your hotel room)
(And they got the cheese
And the fucking pepperoni)
(Sliced on a little wood board
Waiting on you) new jewelries
New taste levels, shit, she be schooling me
(Nigga)
I got a bitch that'll master your card
Nice with the Visas, passports is art
Every page inked up
Her and the bitches link up
They think they hear the drum and
The machine when it syncs up
Heads boppin', boop-bopty boop-bop
Who you think showed you that
Chanel did the tube socks?
Bustin' down watches
Rental whips in the garages
She don't trick, but she charges
Lotta double Cs, double Gs
(You know how I do it)
New body parts, they double Ds
(You know how I do it)
The dual exhaust is double Vs
(You know how I do it)
You niggas talk, she fuckin' me
Her mother sayin' she should be a nurse hurts
But she just worry 'bout who
Got the purse first i tried to tell her
"Go to real estate school"
She say, "Don't you see
These fucking dealer plates, fool?
You know the rush it is
To know bitches hate you
'Cause they man is locked up
But still laced you?
And you know I need it twice, so it takes two
Fendi cross-body, fanny pack beige blue
(Nigga)
I got a bitch that'll master your card
Nice with the Visas, passports is art
Every page inked up
Her and the bitches link up
They think they hear the drum and
The machine when it syncs up
Heads boppin', boop-bopty boop-bop
Who you think showed you that
Chanel did the tube socks?
Bustin' down watches
Rental whips in the garages
She don't trick but she charges
My bitch hot, like she D-ing up the spot
My bitch hot, like she D-ing up the spot
(D-D-D-ing up–)
She AP and really eat a nigga's watch
(D-ing up the spot)
My bitch hot like she D-ing up the spot (D-D)