Light Up - Retch

Light up the gas

And i float off the dodey

Im in the coup with your boo

Thats your shorty

We fuck til the morning

We fuck til the sun up

She swallowed the dick

‘fore pinnin her bun up

I be with the gang

And we keep it one hunnid

We run up we run up we run up

I hit the stage

And i come with the turn up

Red bottom beat

Turn that shit to a murder

I fuck the show up

We ball out at barneys

Im shoppin rodèo

The 40 still on me

I ride wit some money

Ill get witchu shortly

You owe me some paper

He tryna avoid me

Nigga you pay me

But niggas be corny

My niggas they bout it

Go shoot up the party

It somethin to stunt nigga

Dont get it started

Swerve out the lot

Then i slide to the fortress

I stand thru the doorway

To fuck on a goddess

Lil mama a rider

I put her in private

The maybach a beast

And it came with a driver

Dont talk to me stupid

Dont care bout no gossip

I bobbin to christian

To smokin exotic

Its all bout the vision

My ho she exotic

Smoke out at the opera

That shit so melodic

Its salmon & codeine

& shrimp on my diet

I hit that bitch raw

Cus that pussy got milage

My drip in designer

I dont need no stylist

Might fly and just fuck on ya ho

At the college

Might cop a new apple watch

And flood it with diamonds

Might fuck on ya ho in dubai

Off of rhymin

Shit i was jus locked up

And gamblin ramen

No me and these niggas

Got nothing in common

Can’t beef with these niggas

These niggas they copy me

When im on my bad nigga

No one can stop me

I used to see fiens with the crack

In the lobby

Well nigga i shot at

I wasted a body

Pull up im the 6

And jump out at the function

We came up with sticks

And we wettin the function

We scoop up your bitch

And we went thru the function

That FN will rip thru

Dont trip in the function, forreal

Light up the gas

And i float off the dodey

Im in the coup with your boo

Thats your shorty

We fuck til the morning

We fuck til the sun up

She swallowed the dick

‘fore pinnin her bun up

I be with the gang

And we keep it one hunnid

We run up we run up we run up

I hit the stage

And i come with the turn up

Red bottom beat

Turn that shit to a murder

I fuck the show up

We ball out at barneys

Im shoppin rodèo

The 40 still on me

I ride wit some money

Ill get witchu shortly

You owe me some paper

He tryna avoid me

Nigga you pay me

But niggas be corny

My niggas they bout it

Go shoot up the party

It somethin to stunt nigga

Dont get it started