Ghee Boe, Tommy Stoner, Ferregamo Swave - SH!T Lyrics

Yeah, ahh shit, he mix it together
Ahh shit, he change up the weather
Ahh shit, he won him a medal
Ahh shit, he be in the level
Ahh shit, he go heavy metal
Call her right back, if she keep it together
I don't know which one to pick, I got several
These purple jeans on me, they tighter than precious
I run up a check till I see me a exit
I whip looking better, my bitch looking better
You ask me a question, you better think better
This Za be some pressure, her friend be some pressure
We packed in a Lexus, I stay sippin Texas
Careesha caress me, she stay in the city
She flew to Miami, she tryna get with me
I would chase the love but I keep saying pitty
My flavor too rizzy, my princess like Disney

Ahh shit
I took a RP now I'm nautious
I'm having good D for that offense
Once I hit the back, she exhausted
I'm sitting at the table with contents
She say she don't love me, it's nonsense
Fuck it imma still beat it unconscience
Lemme grab on that pussy like Trump, bitch
Ahh shit, ahh shit
Ghee Boe the Dentist, I floss bitch
Gon' throw that pussy at Moss bitch
Ahh shit, ahh shit
Ghee Boe Jay Leno, I talk shit
Million man march yeah we walk shit
And don't let the guns get involved
You gonna say ahhhhh
Shit, shit, Shit, shit
Shit, shit, Shit, shit
Shit, shit, Shit, shit
Shit, shit, Shit, shit
Shit, shit, Shit, shit
Shit, shit, Shit, shit
Shit, shit, Shit, shit
Shit, shit, Shit, shit

I just let you play then, get back to it

I just let you play then, get back to it