Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 02 Shit, artist - Cdot Honcho.
Date of issue: 13.06.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
02 Shit |
I’m in camo but this Valentino |
I be winning but I got a cheat code |
Put that heat on yo ass jalapeño |
Fonem gon' cover me like a gazebo |
Look like I hit a casino |
I finna squeeze with these hoes from Toronto |
That really fuck Puerto Rico |
Thinkin' it’s sweet funna borrow an auto |
That bitch gon' clean up a street though, (bitch) |
All up in Nemen’s I cop it I’m leavin |
I left out that bitch with like three rolls |
I got yo bitch and that bitch that bitch borrowed |
I told her keep that on the D low |
Plus her OG be getting that drank |
I guess I ain’t shit but a free load |
Let that hundred round go for a minute |
I really ain’t thinking bout reload |
Fonem might pop up and be in yo kitchen |
They only be thinkin bout unloadin |
Smokin that gas I ain’t passin my wood |
Cus that’s how that bitch get to unrollin' |
Nigga you better not slide in this hood |
I’m sorry how shit get to unfoldin' |
I let like 25 hop out that AR |
Hop in that coop and then I’m rollin' |
I got three bitches but we do not lay up |
I hit them hoes and then I’m rollin' |
Kidnap yo bitch boy yo ass better pay up |
24 hours or she goin' |
Thinkin' it’s funny we not joking |
Bring us that money or we smokin' |
Poor up that wok then I’m floatin, (drank) |
Gimme that wok bitch I’m wide open |
Bitch try to act like she boogie she saw me with guap |
In a minute she wide open |
My auntie told me that them niggas be hatin' |
I told her don’t worry cus I’m knowin' |
And rock always with me don’t do no debatin' |
Anything funny go he blowin' |
I got that rari parked up by the terminal |
Pull up you making the article |
Fonem got shit that the navy and army do |
Turning yo shit to a particle |
Yeah I be running to racks |
I don’t got a back but I ball like Carter do |
I hit yo bitch in the back |
With rockets around I feel like Harden do |
Fucking that lil bitch, met her on Melrose, slumped over, ride a Camaro |
I can not kick it with none of these rappers cause most of these niggas be homo |
(bitch!) |
She suck my dick and get kicked out the backdoor, I used to trap out the bando |
(trap!) |
Broke, niggas ain’t getting no combo, look at my wrist, it’s a condo |
Feds hit the Ki, but I’m talking a Kilo, look like I hit a casino |
Send me them birds, I need them pronto, I met the plug, Alonso |
Huh, what, might take your chain like Deebo, back in the trap like Nino |
Went in the game got a cheat code, I walk up with too many C-Notes |
Forever my Charm, ice on my arm, your baby mom, wide open |
I make her cum, she going dumb, I got them hundreds, they right on me |
I’m in the drank too sleepy, pussy too wet, got her leaking |
She a, real, eater, ride with dead, people |
Ever since all them labels on me, all the bitches and haters on me |
You can jump at yo risk, just know it ain’t shit to put all them lasers on Heat |
I just got me a 8, my bitch say she hate when I put all that drank up in me |
I be higher than a bitch, if you tryna get dick, you a forever be waiting on me, |
AYE |
My hoodie box logo Supreme, up in my trunk got a carbon 15 |
I just put a kit in my truck, so when I stop, I’m smokin' the scene |
My bitch gone get what she want, we DT, just left the Celine |
A nigga could try if he want, really ain’t gone see shit but a beam! |