Lyrics B3D ROCK - Killshot

We gon make the bed rock
Eat it up I'm fed bed
Baby hit dem knees
She just blew me out my damn socks
Keep going when I'm done
Baby girl don't let that head stop
Tryna make da bed rock
Wear it out no dead stock

She a mommiana
But she shake that ass on tik tok
I might gotta problem
Spend his Stash on a wrist watch
I can't even fuck the bitch
If she don't suck no dick na
Block the kiss that ain't this
I ain't tryna lip lock
Treat her like a dog Make her pull up
This her pit stop
I might lick on her
Put that dick on her
I'm living in that pussy
I'm just rentin he the da owner
Send her bout her way
She know I won't trip on her
Type to drop a bag on her
Then put her in Rick Owens
Show up on the scene
Dripped down kit glowin
I was busy workin
They was chillin and its showin
She Put the grip on it
Ain't no shit that you gone float in
Leg up grippin ass
Pullin on her sew in
Pull the camera out throw that ass
Put on a show then
Baby girl keep going
Wobble wobble to the flo then
Wobble wobble wobble
Drop that ass to the flo den

We gon make the bed rock
Eat it up I'm fed bed
Baby hit dem knees
She just blew me out my damn socks
Keep going when I'm done
Baby girl don't let that head stop
Tryna make da bed rock
Wear it out no dead stock

Young Fly Nigga
And I'm heartless like I'm Lucci
Slide down his block
Just wanna rock with this uzi
Know she wanna do me
This bitch wet as a jacuzzi
Bend it over for me
Let me dive in that coochie
Damn you gotta fatty
Let me see you smack it
Turn around smile
While you looking back it
Stand up cuff the bottom of it when you grab it
Gone head bounce it baby
Let me see you clap it

We gon make the bed rock
Eat it up I'm fed bed
Uhhhhhhh
We gone make the bed rock
Eat it up I'm fed na
Uhhhhhhh

I might lick on her
Put that dick on her
I might lick on her
Put that dick on her