pintasaurous

[Intro]
Toker

[Chorus: Seventhirtyatmorning]
Yeah, yeah, move, this bitch can't notice me
This nigga get popped, put a hole in him
Choppa sing along like Jodeci
Too many shots, you couldn't even count
Tell that boy be on some cool shit, I got a full clip
Thirty shots hit you, might front flip
Tell a nigga: "Please, don't reach"
'Cause boy if you do, I just gotta make an assumption

[Verse 1: Seventhirtyatmorning]
Huh, yeah, she eat me up, yeah, she munching
Won't fold on his ass, it's nothing
You pussy, be talking 'bout nonsense
Do my dirt, but no heavy conscience
Get some fine shit, fuck on some fine shit
Too much money out there I'ma find it
And the rest, it's all about timing
No bap, I'm wit' you
I just been working, man
Give a fuck 'bout swag, man
Let me hop on that bag, baby
Xan' mode real bad, shady
Off the X she mad crazy
I done got my Za' through the port, I'm finna get mad faded
Yeah, I done fucked this broad of New York, she suck dick mad lazy
Seen the bitch out in the car, knew it's was me, I ain't even have to say nun
Bitch wanna fuck, she like "Damn, what you waiting on?"
You can tell she mine, you can see my name on it
Kick shit, OC nigga like Neymar
To keep it discreet, I really shouldn't say more
Blow up on you pussies like claymore (Bow)
Out of town going brazy, it's a world tour (Yeah)
You can have these sluts, they not my whore's
Brown skin, fat ass, she like 5'4"
And you on that shit I don't got time for
And my clothes, I got clothes like some dinosaurs
Stay sippin' this drop, I'm a pintasaurous

[Chorus: Seventhirtyatmorning]
Yeah, yeah, move, this bitch can't notice me
This nigga get popped, put a hole in him
Choppa sing along like Jodeci
Too many shots, you couldn't even count
Tell that boy be on some cool shit, I got a full clip
Thirty shots hit you, might front flip
Tell a nigga: "Please, don't reach"
'Cause boy if you do, I just gotta make an assumption

[Verse 2: Protect & Seventhirtyatmorning]
My bitch so dirty and nasty
Whipping the car, it's a Aston
I'm fucking that ho, she some bad shit
Watch out for my twin, he so batshit crazy, he might take you off the map, yeah
Driving the Benz, ain't got a Mercedes, whipping it, cutting through traffic
Look at the shit we imagined, can't believe that it happened
I was just 14 rapping, now I got bands and I'm havin'
My drip so unknown, no tags on it
Bad ho might fly out to Cali
Twin pass the rock like Hale
Whipping that big 4MATIC
My unc' had the trap in the attic
I keep the racks and I stack, I'm an addict
I'm sipping this Wock, I'm a addict
Yeah, I roll up the Za', I'm a addict
Hall of Fame, nigga know I'm first batting
Double cup and it's filled with codeine
Nigga know I'm sipping on lean
Pintasaurous, the Wock so old
Pull out the freezer to make sure that it freeze
Just went out to Cali and met up with twin
Forgot he was throwing up B's
To the room, me and my G's
And made a bad bitch get on her knees
Huh, they better scram
Huh, Ballhog my chain, huh
Seventhirty, what the fuck we just did twin
(Wow-wow-woah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
(Yeah)