Pulp Fiction

Chetta

Live my whole life like a movie I ain't acting, I'm shooting I ain't picky, just choosy Bad bitch think she boujee Bringing it back, yeah, I do it I ain't losing, I'm booming I ain't switching, just moving Get a check, yeah, I do it Them blue hunnit's looking stupid Hanging out with my lil uzi Pillow talk, oh yea you do it Money talk, I speak it fluent Got my clip on Patrick Ewing Shawty know low key I'm fooling Off the porch, yea I'm just booted This exactly how I move I'm a Saint Bernard neighbor money maker Yea you know me hoe Heart breaker, chain taker Get the fuck down on the floor Pissing purple, smoking urkle Need some more, I got some more Sipping turtle, pop a percle Want some more I gotcha got lil bae Sniffing the key murder the beat Thousand a feature pain still when I sleep Pills when I eat swear I don't need ya Heart moving on e gasoline When i breathe yuh damn she pop it for me I'm popping a xan hoping to keep up Back of the back, get the key bump Serving the pack out the trunk front Do what I want and they say none Baby girl, no I don't need love Passing the wood like a tree, yuh Call up my woe for the free, yuh You can get hit where you be, yuh Killing the moving for me, yuh Heart cold, wrist sore I put in work till I bleed Kick doors, get low I'm into flipping the scene They know, they know This shit ain't nothing to me Stunting, I double on me Action, I don't even think

Written by: Joshua MarchettaLyrics © The Administration MP, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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