Computers2019 Songtext
Evilgiane
Ayy, yeah (DeliverTheCrush)
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah (Surf Gang, bitch)
I got .30's and Glocks and Rugers
Type my name on the fuckin' computer
Fuck MTA, nigga in the Uber
Bitch is so wet, nigga, like a scuba
Versace on the shirt, rockin' medusa
That boy is a snake, we had to exclude him
Your bitch, you know I had to include her
If he talkin' crazy, just send me the addy
Slide through your block, I'ma slide with the gatty
Your bitch wanna fuck me, she callin' me daddy
She tell me she love mе, she wantin' me badly
Triple S on thе sole, I ain't rockin' New Balance
She stressin' me out, she give me a fever
Low sole, I don't rock with Adidas
Lord in the cut, he asked for the reefer
Puff, puff, now that boy be dreamin'
Bop, bop, got the Glock and it's singin'
Shots loud, now that boy ear ringin'
It is the little things, even though you got me thinkin'
I knew I was right, I never was tweakin'
She wanna chill, pull up on the weekend
Fuckin' her good, cream, she leakin'
My songs and the lyrics, you know they can speak
Boy, I got that water, now she be tweakin', yeah
I got .30's and Glocks and Rugers
Type my name on the fuckin' computer
Fuck MTA, nigga in the Uber
Bitch is so wet, nigga, like a scuba
Versace on the shirt, rockin' medusa
That boy is a snake, we had to exclude him
Your bitch, you know I had to include her
If he talkin' crazy, just send me the addy
Slide through your block, I'ma slide with the gatty
Your bitch wanna fuck me, she callin' me daddy
Slide through your block, I'ma slide with the gatty
Your bitch wanna fuck me, she callin' me daddy
Slide through your block, I'ma slide with the gatty
Your bitch wanna fuck me, she callin' me daddy
Slide through your block, I'ma slide with the gatty
Your bitch wanna fuck me, she callin' me daddy
Ayy, yeah (DeliverTheCrush)
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah (Surf Gang, bitch)
I got .30's and Glocks and Rugers
Type my name on the fuckin' computer
Fuck MTA, nigga in the Uber
Bitch is so wet, nigga, like a scuba
Versace on the shirt, rockin' medusa
That boy is a snake, we had to exclude him
Your bitch, you know I had to include her
If he talkin' crazy, just send me the addy
Slide through your block, I'ma slide with the gatty
Your bitch wanna fuck me, she callin' me daddy
She tell me she love mе, she wantin' me badly
Triple S on thе sole, I ain't rockin' New Balance
She stressin' me out, she give me a fever
Low sole, I don't rock with Adidas
Lord in the cut, he asked for the reefer
Puff, puff, now that boy be dreamin'
Bop, bop, got the Glock and it's singin'
Shots loud, now that boy ear ringin'
It is the little things, even though you got me thinkin'
I knew I was right, I never was tweakin'
She wanna chill, pull up on the weekend
Fuckin' her good, cream, she leakin'
My songs and the lyrics, you know they can speak
Boy, I got that water, now she be tweakin', yeah
I got .30's and Glocks and Rugers
Type my name on the fuckin' computer
Fuck MTA, nigga in the Uber
Bitch is so wet, nigga, like a scuba
Versace on the shirt, rockin' medusa
That boy is a snake, we had to exclude him
Your bitch, you know I had to include her
If he talkin' crazy, just send me the addy
Slide through your block, I'ma slide with the gatty
Your bitch wanna fuck me, she callin' me daddy
Slide through your block, I'ma slide with the gatty
Your bitch wanna fuck me, she callin' me daddy
Slide through your block, I'ma slide with the gatty
Your bitch wanna fuck me, she callin' me daddy
Slide through your block, I'ma slide with the gatty
Your bitch wanna fuck me, she callin' me daddy