Lyrics Come Thru - PlanetLu

Told the lil bitch better come thru
Beat up that pussy like 1-2
Try to run up, that strap is on me
You gon' find out what that gun do
If you want smoke better come thru
7-6-2 get it rippin' up
Glock with a drum that bih' rippin' off
Louis v coat this original

VVS diamonds imperial
Killin' that pussy no serial
Run up on me, you aint serious
Chopper kick back, yeah, im putting that fear in em'

Gold on my neck like a pharaoh
Run up on me n i muzzle the barrel
Stackin' i'm getting mucho apparel
Get inna' room n she singing a carol

I like my prada and gucci
I like to ride in a two seat
I live my life like a movie
I like to fuck when she moody
Fillin' her up with that ushy-gushy like a smoothie
Opp tried pushin up n he aint move me
I crack a bottle she crackin a truly
I hit the spot and it turn to a movie
I hit the spot set it off like im boosie

Told the lil bitch better come thru
Beat up that pussy like 1-2
Try to run up, that strap is on me
You gon' find out what that gun do
If you want smoke better come thru
7-6-2 get it rippin' up
Glock with a drum that bih' rippin' off
Louis v coat this original

Told the lil bitch better come thru
Beat up that pussy like 1-2
Try to run up, that strap is on me
You gon' find out what that gun do
If you want smoke better come thru
7-6-2 get it rippin' up
Glock with a drum that bih' rippin' off
Louis v coat this original

We on the molly
And im on her body
She goin too fast
She put that head on my johhny
And she make it sloppy
Like how do you do that
I put that arch in her spine
She throwin it back
You on my mind i'm in your stomach
100's on 100's i'm keepin' em' coming
50's and 20's i never stop thumbin'
I'm hoppin' out of my conscious
Every thought in my brain this shit flawless
Hoe you ain't flawless
Tryna go to PlanetLu, i told her to hop on the rocket
Your irreplaceable
Beat up the pussy ain't tasting boo
I'm chasing a bag i ain't chasing you
Pants and the safe yeah its full of blues
I want a new watch, bust-down
Hoe on my line tryna fuck, nah
Bih' tryna cuff told her fuck nah
Pull out the dick she a slut now

Bae we aint fucking no casual
I'm finna spend a lil bag on you
Pass her a rack for the shopping trip
She say my whip like a rocket ship
And when i smoke i get talkative
Well im gonna talk on it
This ho' be dressing provocative
Out of reality like she in oculus
Talking your shit,

Preposterous
Roll up my weed but im staying cognitive

You aint my bitch, we ain't locking in
Whatever you need just say n i'm coppin' it
Fuck with my flow and they tryna copy it
Tryna be me n they
Stu-stu-study and copy it

Told the lil bitch better come thru
Beat up that pussy like 1-2
Try to run up, that strap is on me
You gon' find out what that gun do
If you want smoke better come thru
7-6-2 get it rippin' up
Glock with a drum that bih' rippin' off
Louis v coat this original