Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song PetSmart, artist - cupcakKe. Album song Eden, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 08.11.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: cupcakKe
Song language: English
PetSmart |
I swear these hoes |
These hoes be all bark, no bite |
Fuckin' ridiculous |
This for the, «CupcakKe a joke» |
One million in and you broke |
He fainted as soon as I spoke |
Like Wendy Williams, heat stroke |
Bitch, I’m so cold, gotta rock me a thermal |
Or sweater right under the coat |
Bitch, I got so many bars |
That Azealia Banks call me when she needs soap (No shade) |
I just be shootin' like craps (Brah) |
Ten different flows when I rap (Yah) |
Sleepin' on me, that shit wack (Wack) |
I hope the bed bugs attack (Hah) |
Why is my name in your mouth? |
Tell the dentist get rid of it, right with that plaque (Get it out) |
Bitch, I’m out here seein' M’s, you just seein' M&M's in the pack |
Run in your house and I’m flippin' the couch |
Yeah, you know this a trap but I’m not talking mouse |
Now I got you tied up like an unfaithful spouse |
Put the cash in the bag, I don’t got time to count |
'Cause you know this bitch called the cops (Cops) |
Flavor Flav, she got clocked (Clock) |
Up her head, 'cause she an opp |
Seeing if she still alive like Pac, ayy |
Your man keep ringing my line (Ring) |
He don’t understand decline (Nah) |
I’ma have to stomp him out (How?) |
Like turnin' grapes into wine |
And he still gon' think I’m a keeper (I'm a keeper) |
'Cause I’m dressed every day like it’s Easter (Like it’s Easter) |
Bitches be swearin' they cute but they look like that bow up on Rihanna’s |
sneakers (Ugly) |
Had to check that bitch, I’m Netflix rich |
No Miley Cyrus, I wreck that bitch |
Bread like a bird so I peck that bitch |
What’s your address? |
That’s how I address that shit |
Bullets sent her to heaven, no Keyshia Cole (Bah bah bah) |
You don’t wanna know what the Visa hold (Bah bah bah) |
These bitches heated like pizza rolls |
I’m in the penthouse but I get my sheets from Kohl’s |
I’m smart with the bag, I’m a great (Great) |
That’s the same ho that used to hate (Funny) |
But now these bitches in my face like we on Beyond Scared Straight, wait, yeah |
Ain’t none of that, I be makin' bitches mad |
I pull up in the Jag, then I flex, then I brag |
You should wear a durag, 'cause your edges look sad |
Think you look Megan Good, but you Michael Jackson bad |
Bitch you need to stop, your nigga askin' me why I tease a lot |
I said «I don’t know, can I breathe or not?» |
His bread gone like an empty pizza box |
I’m finna leave the spot (Skrrt) |
I spent 13K on some Gucci (Gucci) |
He spent thirteen dollars on your coochie (Coochie) |
Took your ass to see Tunechi, look (What?) |
Bitch, you really is a groupie, ayy |
Shawty if I’m not aware of them ('Ware of them) |
You know I’m 'bout to start airing 'em (Bah bah bah) |
All I hang with is animals, deeper than the Shedd Aquarium (Yeah) |
Niggas so fake, they’ll kill they friend |
And at the funeral show up and carry 'em (Fake as fuck) |
Soon as everybody leave |
Spit up on his grave soon as they bury him |
They still mad, that’s the best part (Best part) |
Give me more bite with the less bark (Bark bark) |
You can put your bitch on the leash (Leash) |
Or I’ma drag that bitch right to PetSmart |
I’ma let you choose, but I make the rules |
Keep me a tool, so play it cool |
Second to who? |
No, I never lose |
I always cum first like the day April Fools |
I’ll take a train to the money, ride a plane to the money |
Ride a dick to the money, what it do? |
I got so much paper on me |
My homie thinkin' that I’m 'bout to go right back to school, ayy |
Big chopper on me like Bruce, ayy (Bruce) |
Big mouth, bitch that’s a moose, ayy (Moose) |
All my life I’ve been snappin' like a Snapple |
Yeah they know I got the juice |
How your hair stay laid but your rent ain’t paid? |
And your bed ain’t made but you geek? |
Bitches be dirty, panties look like lemonade |
Every time they fuck around and pee |
I just be ridin' the beat, always deliver heat |
Then I eat it up, that’s Uber Eats |
They don’t want beef 'cause I pop up on bitches |
Like corners when tuckin' in some newer sheets, bah |