Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sociopath, artist - Pusha T.
Date of issue: 25.08.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Sociopath |
My bitch hot like she D-ing up the spot |
My bitch hot like she D-ing up the spot |
She AP’in, really eatin', niggas watch |
My bitch hot like she D-ing up the spot |
Keep a lit sixteen, a network of typers |
Fuck selling to pipers to get the baby the diapers |
Call a bitch Swifter 'cause all she know is swipers |
Fuck a rap nigga but she don’t need him to wife her |
Benz trucker, all your mans wanna fuck her |
She get a nigga cleaned up too, you need a buffer? |
Travel out to them islands in Thailand |
She don’t know if it’s Lam Van or Lie Van |
All she know if it’s my hands it’s pie hands |
All she want is the monograms and my bands |
Charcuteries (What is charcuteries?) |
(Man it’s when you go to yo hotel room and they got the cheese) |
(And the fucking pepperoni sliced on the little wood board waiting on you) |
New jewelries, new taste level, shit, she be schooling me |
I got a bitch that’ll master your card |
Nice with the Visas, passports is art |
Every page inked up, her and the bitches link up |
They think they hear the drum and the machine when it syncs up |
Heads bopping, oh boptie bop bop |
Who you think showed you that Chanel did the tube socks? |
Bussing down watches, rental whips in the garages |
She don’t trick but she charges |
'Lotta double C’s, double G’s (You know how I do it) |
New body-parts, they double-D's (You know how I do it) |
The dual exhaust, it’s double V’s (You know how I do it) |
You niggas talk, she fucking me |
Her mother saying she should be a nurse hurts |
But she just worry 'bout who got the purse first |
I tried to tell her go to real estate school |
She say, «Don't you see these fucking dealer plates, fool?» |
«You know the rush it is to know bitches hate you?» |
«'Cause they man is locked up but still laced you» |
«And you know I need it twice so it takes two» |
«Fendi cross-body fanny pack, beige-blue» |
I got a bitch that’ll master your card |
Nice with the Visas, passports is art |
Every page inked up, her and the bitches link up |
They think they hear the drum and the machine when it syncs up |
Heads bopping, oh boptie bop bop |
Who you think showed you that Chanel did the tube socks? |
Bussing down watches, rental whips in the garages |
She don’t trick but she charges |
My bitch hot like she D-ing up the spot |
My bitch hot like she D-ing up the spot |
She AP’in, really eatin', niggas watch |
My bitch hot like she D-ing up the spot |