Thots Songtext

In Miami drop the top
I'm on ocean like I'm Sosa ridin' 'round in foreign cars
Hit the brake, had to stop, I think I just saw a thot
I'mma bend that pussy over, I'mma eat that pussy box
30 shots in my Glock
I'm the shit, you are not
Y'all be snitching, y'all hot
I wish all of y'all would die
I ain't lying, I be high
Conversation real dry, is you fucking me or not
Slutty Boyz is who is I
She don't like my Glory guys
Global Gleeshie on your line
Make them roller bitches work and make them thotiannas cry
You in love, no you not
You should quit her, you should stop
In D.C. we call them rollers, in Chiraq we call them thots

[Hook] (2x)
[Verse 2]
I'm throwin' thots with a thot
Sippin' lean and blowin' pot plus I'm rollin' moon rocks
You gone let me go or not
O'Glock, 30 shots, roll up on you, blow the block
Empty pockets when I shop, I drop that guap, I got alot
Bitches ask me where I'm going, I'm just headed for the top
Told her keep her clothes on Gleeshie only want the top
Know the police told me stop
Will I do it probably not, will I kill them probably so
Papi probably fucked yo ho
First you didn't, now you know
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But somehow my money long and my patience real low
I can't wait to kill flows
Hundred bottles, hundred shows
Hundred pills, hundred pints
Hundred killers, hundred hoes

[Hook] (2x)

[Outro]
Throwin' thots, throwin' thots
Fuckin' bitches, throwin' thots
First I count my money roll
Throwin' thots, throwin' thots
Fuckin' bitches, throwin' thots
In D.C. we call them rollers, in Chiraq we call them thots

[Hook]