Since99, Spalding, Bronze420k - Thumbin’ lyrics
[Since99, Spalding, Bronze420k - Thumbin’ lyrics]
I'm off the molly, I'm quiet and deep (ahh)
They told me to stop, but I'm not Imma tweak
Caught me a body ain't not even speak
She was a fan, my dick in her hands
I spent a few bands, I better get big
Hot like a, she wearing Dior
I do not bore you, a monkey like George
The diamonds I'm rockin'
They wet like a sink
Copped you a bag, yeah she a mink
Hit up my phone, yes we can link
Fuck do you mean? The inside is pink
Thumbin' through cash, hope I don't crash
Zoomin' in a Porsche, zoomin' in a Jag
You was in first, now you in last
Thumbin' through cash, hope I don't crash
Zoomin' in a Porsche, zoomin' in a Jag
You was in first, now you in last
I'm taking this cash, bringing it home
Then to the stash
I heard they mad, we stole his bag
Then did the dash
I'm taking this cash, bringing it home
Then to the stash
I heard they mad, we stole his bag
Then did the dash
Oh yeah
Hop on my grind, bitch I feel like a skater
I should have been on the cover of FADER
Boutta go treat that bitch like
A Now and Later
Broken down bucket, it looking like Mater
Cheating on me, Imma call her a Slader
Shooting shit up like
Chanel on my neck, and you know it's a gator
Bitch Imma slide when the sun down
I got your bitch in the background
Whole different hat, leave 'em never found
Yeah I'm in love with the gun sound
Pull up on us, serve a whole pound
Putting checks up in the writing
Shooting a movie like Michael Bay
Drinking the lean out the pop!
Thumbin' through cash, hope I don't crash
Zoomin' in a Porsche, zoomin' in a Jag
You was in first, now you in last
Thumbin' through cash, hope I don't crash
Zoomin' in a Porsche, zoomin' in a Jag
You was in first, now you in last
I'm off the molly, I'm quiet and deep (ahh)
They told me to stop, but I'm not Imma tweak
Caught me a body ain't not even speak (shh)
I throw it in park and I hop it on feet
Two in his top, he get popped when he blink
Since99 with the flow unique
, smoking on dank
Boutta go hit a lick with my boy Dave
Pulling up fast, we take your gas
Then we hopping out of the way
Open the bag, straight KK
Flipping a half, to the face
I get the bag Givenchy and Louis
Hitting your bitch, she screaming like oowee
Fiending for more, she want a round two-ee
Not on my waist, I be sagging my Trueys
Stackin' my money, then blow it at Gucci
My bitch she bad, she came from a movie
They told me to stop, but I'm not Imma tweak
Caught me a body ain't not even speak
She was a fan, my dick in her hands
I spent a few bands, I better get big
Hot like a, she wearing Dior
I do not bore you, a monkey like George
The diamonds I'm rockin'
They wet like a sink
Copped you a bag, yeah she a mink
Hit up my phone, yes we can link
Fuck do you mean? The inside is pink
Thumbin' through cash, hope I don't crash
Zoomin' in a Porsche, zoomin' in a Jag
You was in first, now you in last
Thumbin' through cash, hope I don't crash
Zoomin' in a Porsche, zoomin' in a Jag
You was in first, now you in last
I'm taking this cash, bringing it home
Then to the stash
I heard they mad, we stole his bag
Then did the dash
I'm taking this cash, bringing it home
Then to the stash
I heard they mad, we stole his bag
Then did the dash
Oh yeah
Hop on my grind, bitch I feel like a skater
I should have been on the cover of FADER
Boutta go treat that bitch like
A Now and Later
Broken down bucket, it looking like Mater
Cheating on me, Imma call her a Slader
Shooting shit up like
Chanel on my neck, and you know it's a gator
Bitch Imma slide when the sun down
I got your bitch in the background
Whole different hat, leave 'em never found
Yeah I'm in love with the gun sound
Pull up on us, serve a whole pound
Putting checks up in the writing
Shooting a movie like Michael Bay
Drinking the lean out the pop!
Thumbin' through cash, hope I don't crash
Zoomin' in a Porsche, zoomin' in a Jag
You was in first, now you in last
Thumbin' through cash, hope I don't crash
Zoomin' in a Porsche, zoomin' in a Jag
You was in first, now you in last
I'm off the molly, I'm quiet and deep (ahh)
They told me to stop, but I'm not Imma tweak
Caught me a body ain't not even speak (shh)
I throw it in park and I hop it on feet
Two in his top, he get popped when he blink
Since99 with the flow unique
, smoking on dank
Boutta go hit a lick with my boy Dave
Pulling up fast, we take your gas
Then we hopping out of the way
Open the bag, straight KK
Flipping a half, to the face
I get the bag Givenchy and Louis
Hitting your bitch, she screaming like oowee
Fiending for more, she want a round two-ee
Not on my waist, I be sagging my Trueys
Stackin' my money, then blow it at Gucci
My bitch she bad, she came from a movie