Smokepurpp - On Purppose lyrics
[Smokepurpp - On Purppose lyrics]
B-B-Bankroll got it
Bought all-white Forces, I got mud on 'em
These niggas mad 'cause these
Bitches wanna fuck on us
Quarter-mil', stuff it all
In the Chanel bag
Sure these bitches pop their pussy
When you get a bag (Bag)
And you can't trust these snakes
They gon' tell on you (Tell on you)
Turn around
They'll prolly put the Feds on you
(Feds on you)
They really salty when a nigga get a pack
So I matted out that Lambo' just
To get these niggas mad (Uh, huh)
Swear I do this shit on purpose (Purpose)
I pop my shit, I know my purpose (Uh, huh)
Swear I do this shit on purpose (Purpose)
I pop my shit, I know my purpose (Uh, huh)
Swear I do this shit on purpose (Purpose)
I pop my shit, I know my purpose (Uh, huh)
Swear I do this shit on purpose (Purpose)
I pop my shit, I know my purpose
(Uh, huh) , yeah
Slime's still in the VIP and
He still slammin' shit
We ain't fuckin' with no rats
You know we whackin' shit
Seventy thousand on my wrist
An AP on that shit
Bitch, I came up out the mud
So I can talk that shit i'm in Cali
I'm still actin' like a Florida jit
Fuck a 22, I'm ridin' with a stick
All this money
How I'm s'posed to trust a bitch?
Only chase the bag, and I'm like
"Fuck a bitch" (Oh oh)
Brand new Ghost and it's not rented
Had to tell 'em
"Fuck the tints" so you know who in it
Had to put on all my jewelry
So you know who winnin'
And if I ever take a L
It's 'cause the Glock went missin'
Fuck niggas ran up on me
But they couldn't finish
They don't want this shit
They hate to see a nigga winnin'
Tell all the opps I say
"Fuck you" 'cause I got plenty (Brrt)
My young niggas drop a nigga
For a light twenty (Brrt)
Bought all-white Forces, I got mud on 'em
These niggas mad 'cause these bitches
Wanna fuck on us
Quarter-mil', stuff it all in the Chanel bag
Sure these bitches pop their pussy
When you get a bag (Bag)
And you can't trust these snakes
They gon' tell on you (Tell on you)
Turn around
They'll prolly put the Feds on you
(Feds on you)
They really salty when a nigga get a pack
So I matted out that Lambo' just
To get these niggas mad (Uh, huh)
Swear I do this shit on purpose (Purpose)
I pop my shit, I know my purpose (Uh, huh)
Swear I do this shit on purpose (Purpose)
I pop my shit, I know my purpose (Uh, huh)
Swear I do this shit on purpose (Purpose)
I pop my shit, I know my purpose (Uh, huh)
Swear I do this shit on purpose (Purpose)
I pop my shit, I know my purpose
(Uh, huh) , yeah
Bought all-white Forces, I got mud on 'em
These niggas mad 'cause these
Bitches wanna fuck on us
Quarter-mil', stuff it all
In the Chanel bag
Sure these bitches pop their pussy
When you get a bag (Bag)
And you can't trust these snakes
They gon' tell on you (Tell on you)
Turn around
They'll prolly put the Feds on you
(Feds on you)
They really salty when a nigga get a pack
So I matted out that Lambo' just
To get these niggas mad (Uh, huh)
Swear I do this shit on purpose (Purpose)
I pop my shit, I know my purpose (Uh, huh)
Swear I do this shit on purpose (Purpose)
I pop my shit, I know my purpose (Uh, huh)
Swear I do this shit on purpose (Purpose)
I pop my shit, I know my purpose (Uh, huh)
Swear I do this shit on purpose (Purpose)
I pop my shit, I know my purpose
(Uh, huh) , yeah
Slime's still in the VIP and
He still slammin' shit
We ain't fuckin' with no rats
You know we whackin' shit
Seventy thousand on my wrist
An AP on that shit
Bitch, I came up out the mud
So I can talk that shit i'm in Cali
I'm still actin' like a Florida jit
Fuck a 22, I'm ridin' with a stick
All this money
How I'm s'posed to trust a bitch?
Only chase the bag, and I'm like
"Fuck a bitch" (Oh oh)
Brand new Ghost and it's not rented
Had to tell 'em
"Fuck the tints" so you know who in it
Had to put on all my jewelry
So you know who winnin'
And if I ever take a L
It's 'cause the Glock went missin'
Fuck niggas ran up on me
But they couldn't finish
They don't want this shit
They hate to see a nigga winnin'
Tell all the opps I say
"Fuck you" 'cause I got plenty (Brrt)
My young niggas drop a nigga
For a light twenty (Brrt)
Bought all-white Forces, I got mud on 'em
These niggas mad 'cause these bitches
Wanna fuck on us
Quarter-mil', stuff it all in the Chanel bag
Sure these bitches pop their pussy
When you get a bag (Bag)
And you can't trust these snakes
They gon' tell on you (Tell on you)
Turn around
They'll prolly put the Feds on you
(Feds on you)
They really salty when a nigga get a pack
So I matted out that Lambo' just
To get these niggas mad (Uh, huh)
Swear I do this shit on purpose (Purpose)
I pop my shit, I know my purpose (Uh, huh)
Swear I do this shit on purpose (Purpose)
I pop my shit, I know my purpose (Uh, huh)
Swear I do this shit on purpose (Purpose)
I pop my shit, I know my purpose (Uh, huh)
Swear I do this shit on purpose (Purpose)
I pop my shit, I know my purpose
(Uh, huh) , yeah