Connection - wifisfuneral

Ayy, used to drink so much mudd, I mudd walk

Ayy, fuck a rider with a pop

Better yet I just hit the plug like, «Say wassup»

Ayy, I don’t place for the blunt

Peep my steez, lil bitch, like peep my drip

Ayy, this ain’t no shit

Ooh, got to pop my soul, I lose bad, Glock .45 my tool, man

Ayy, stabbed in the back, sneaky bitches from the net

Fuck nigga best grab a two liter tech

'Cause ho, oh, yes this bitch stretched

Ayy, oh yes, this bitch stretched

Listen I was ducked down from depression

Now my heart fell from my chest

And if I sell, it must be honest

I was tossed from an abyss

I got the crust of your bitch lips up on my dick, no counterfeit

In LA was stuck in traps, now I got 12 thousand on my fist

Toss up that dick, watch her juggle it, uh

Walked in, I made it uncomfortable, uh

Your career simply a steppin' stool, uh

Playin' like chess, when she bend and move, ooh

I can get lost in the groove, I know the out the moon

I’m risin' dead with the moon, can’t see my flesh what is you?

Therefore we brought the mad tools

Chopped out the doors of the coupe

Therefore we brought the mad tools

Chopped out the doors of the coupe

Therefore we brought the mad tools

Chopped out the doors of the coupe

Hold up like, diamonds VVSs

My chick thick like Texas, bring it back

Your bitch in my mentions, dump that shit then exit

Please break away my connection, hold up like

Please break away my connection, hold up like

Please break away my connection, bring it back

Please break away my connection

Hold up like, diamonds VVSs

My chick thick like Texas, bring it back

Your bitch in my mentions, dump that shit then exit

Please break away my connection, hold up like

Please break away my connection, hold up like

Please break away my connection, bring it back

Please break away my connection, hold up like