BSL

Rollin', blowin', window lowin' Dick so bad, But her brain ain't knowin' Hola, soda, Neck like cobra She bend down, Make it clap like Yoda Sugar fucker, Throat like butter I ain't wife shit, I just nut then cut her Tint so whip And the seat like leather Snow in the bag And the cash like weather Backseat sinner, Late night spinner She eat dick like she skipped Her dinner Dash go zoom, she moan like tune In the back of the Benz like a fuckin' Cartoon Draco, echo, move like gecko Slide on your Block in a blacked-out Lecco Thick lil' bitch, She a real throat stretcher Suckin' on the pipe Like I'm tryna go bless her Vroom-vroom ride, Two hoes slide One go low while the other One high Bad lil' vibe, tongue too wild She Choke on the dick with a demon smile Money In a stack, bitch throw back Ass so fat, Make the seats go crack Clock on dash, Don't ask, just smash Pill in the Sprite, Now she fall too fast One more shot, Then I dip like ghost She want love, I just want that throat Flex on hoes, Got no remorse I fuck 'em in the car, Then I swerve, of course Hola, Gola, strip like pola Suckin' on me like she Work Sephora Backseat bouncer, Dick announcer Got more hoes than a club with A voucher Fuck that talk, just ride like Soulja Bent that bitch like a goddamn folder