INTERWORLD & Sadfriendd - supersmth

INTERWORLD & Sadfriendd - supersmth Lyric

Bitches know, if I pull up in this motherfucking smoke
Drop your Lowe, leave your brains all on that motherfucking floor
Swing that pole, if you talking shit, then we gon' let that blow
Keep on whippin' in the kitchen, I get hot just like a stove

I do not got time for bitches, I do not got time for hoes
If I think you more suspicious, give you stitches at your show
All these diamonds on my neck, lil' bitch, you know I like to glow
Bitch, I'm really superstitious, I might turn you into a ghost

I make your bread deposit on the floor
If you talkin' that shit, I pull up with the pole
Ride with the gang and I chill with the most
I'll pull up on you, then I'll slide with my bros
I'm out to whip it and if hot
I'm servin' it out like I'm cranking that crack on the stove
They wanna be like me
So every time I drop a track, they go copy the flow

They gon' copy what I do
They gon' copy every thing I'm fuckin' say
And how I move 'cause I'm so fuckin' smooth
(Wait) and the bitch really know that I'm that dude, but I

Tell that bitch, "Get off my dick"
I'm like a rocket, I flex it, I'm rich
I'm makin' bread, so I now ballin' this bitch
I'm 'bout to watch you slide to K
I'm makin' hits like Y2K
I'm in your mouth just like to face
Diamonds you ride, but I hide your face
'Cause it's mixed, the S.A.D, you bitch, I'm from that ain't go flow

Bitches know, if I pull up in this motherfucking smoke
Drop your Lowe, leave your brains all on that motherfucking floor
Swing that pole, if you talking shit, then we gon' let that blow
Keep on whippin' in the kitchen, I get hot just like a stove