More songs by 310babii
Description
Producer: Steelz
Composer: Steelz
Lyricist: Kameron Milner
Lyrics and translation
Original
She a freak, told her put it on my lap. She a freak, told her put it on my lap.
Like what?
Like ball, like. She a freak, told her sit up on my lap.
Turn on through a note, she gon' turn into a rat. She only sending nudes, so my phone won't chat.
Baby ass fat, told her sit it on my lap, like. Told her come here, let me rub on your tattoos.
All that gas, I smoke purp, but my Racks blue. She been all on my nuts, talking cashews.
310 been locked in, that's some bad news.
I been working non-stop, red heads, slim waist, only fucking bad thots. In my DM, hoes tryna do my locks.
Fuck doing hair, if I pull up, she getting knocked, like what? Like ball.
Aye, I ain't got no time for no fake bitch. Niggas out here real life broke, but with a fake wrist.
You don't got a three one oh feat, then you ain't lit.
You can't name a bitch that you want that I can't hit. She a freak, told her sit up on my lap.
Turn on through a note, she gon' turn into a rat. She only sending nudes, so my phone won't chat.
Baby ass fat, told her sit it on my lap, like.
Told her come here, let me rub on your tattoos. All that gas, I smoke purp, but my Racks blue.
She been all on my nuts, talking cashews. 310 been locked in, that's some bad news.
Yeah, if it's bullshit, then I'm on that.
Fuck with a bro, you getting blocked, you can't call back. Yeah, but since you got a nigga, I'ma fall back.
I go back to the streets, you know it's gon' be all bad. No more double C, no more bags.
I don't pop opps, nigga, I pop tags. Claiming she a wife, like nah, it's giving trash.
I'm itching for some money, niggas think I got a rash. Where the hoes at?
With the baby getting slashed. I'm really doing numbers, tell these niggas do the math. Add it up,
Vetements Balenci, cut my bag up. Racks up, black truck fleek, niggas not us.
She a freak, told her sit up on my lap.
Turn on through a note, she gon' turn into a rat. She only sending nudes, so my phone won't chat.
Baby ass fat, told her sit it on my lap, like. Told her come here, let me rub on your tattoos.
All that gas, I smoke purp, but my Racks blue. She been all on my nuts, talking cashews.
310 been locked in, that's some bad news. Like ball!
English translation
She a freak, told her put it on my lap. She a freak, told her put it on my lap.
Like what?
Like ball, like. She a freak, told her sit up on my lap.
Turn on through a note, she gon' turn into a rat. She only sending nudes, so my phone won't chat.
Baby ass fat, told her sit it on my lap, like. Told her come here, let me rub on your tattoos.
All that gas, I smoke purp, but my Racks blue. She been all on my nuts, talking cashews.
310 been locked in, that's some bad news.
I been working non-stop, red heads, slim waist, only fucking bad thots. In my DM, hoes tryna do my locks.
Fuck doing hair, if I pull up, she getting knocked, like what? Like ball.
Aye, I ain't got no time for no fake bitch. Niggas out here real life broke, but with a fake wrist.
You don't got a three one oh feat, then you ain't lit.
You can't name a bitch that you want that I can't hit. She a freak, told her sit up on my lap.
Turn on through a note, she gon' turn into a rat. She only sending nudes, so my phone won't chat.
Baby ass fat, told her sit it on my lap, like.
Told her come here, let me rub on your tattoos. All that gas, I smoke purp, but my Racks blue.
She been all on my nuts, talking cashews. 310 been locked in, that's some bad news.
Yeah, if it's bullshit, then I'm on that.
Fuck with a bro, you getting blocked, you can't call back. Yeah, but since you got a nigga, I'ma fall back.
I go back to the streets, you know it's gon' be all bad. No more double C, no more bags.
I don't pop opps, nigga, I pop tags. Claiming she a wife, like nah, it's giving trash.
I'm itching for some money, niggas think I got a rash. Where the hoes at?
With the baby getting slashed. I'm really doing numbers, tell these niggas do the math. Add it up,
Vetements Balenci, cut my bag up. Racks up, black truck fleek, niggas not us.
She a freak, told her sit up on my lap.
Turn on through a note, she gon' turn into a rat. She only sending nudes, so my phone won't chat.
Baby ass fat, told her sit it on my lap, like. Told her come here, let me rub on your tattoos.
All that gas, I smoke purp, but my Racks blue. She been all on my nuts, talking cashews.
310 been locked in, that's some bad news. Like ball!