K Suave Imvu Lyrics

[Intro]
W1erdo

[Chorus]
Yeah, woah, damn
I'm gettin' high like a pilot
She off a perc, she fly to me (Yeah, woah)
She want me to spoil her, I treat that bitch like a daughter
I pull up in foreign whips, lil' nigga, this not a Charger (Yeah, Charger)
I think I fell in love with you, but she say she love me harder (Damn, woah)
Stackin' my money, it's taller
She wanna ride on this ladder
I put the dick in that bladder
She wanna link up to my calendar (Woo)
I'ma go back and forth, I'm balancing
You wanna get that? Gotta work for this percs (Yeah, yeah)
I'm comin' in clutch, like I'm Steph Curr' (Yeah, yеah)
Nigga want beef, put him in the dirt (Psew)

[Verse]
Count up money likе I was a nerd
f*cking your bitch, she ain't knew she could squirt
My LA bitch, I get on her nerves
I'm in New York, like I'm A$AP Ferg, yeah
What's the price on that? Ahhh
I got money, drop the top on your bitch, she gotta tan it was sunny
I'm gonna mention we like thirty hoes, it's just me and Sunny
I'm gonna mention we like thirty hoes, but fifteen tryna f*ck me
I spent a thousand on a pair of kicks
She look at the stars, told her, "Make a wish"
Pop up at your home, I ain't gon' diss
Periscope with a Glock, I got an assist
I left her blind from the ice on my wrist
I stay by myself, I ain't worried 'bout shit
Smokin' good gas, what's the cannabis?
She wanna get a sponsorship (Sponsorship)
Told her she need to remember shit (Yeah)
You can't see here 'cause my windows tinted (Yeah) She can picture me with another bitch
She wanna come back and fix the relationship

[Chorus]
Yeah, woah, damn
I'm gettin' high like a pilot
She off a perc, she fly to me (Yeah, woah)
She want me to spoil her, I treat that bitch like a daughter
I pull up in foreign whips, lil' nigga, this not a Charger (Yeah, Charger)
I think I fell in love with you, but she say she love me harder (Damn, woah)
Stackin' my money, it's taller
She wanna ride on this ladder
I put the dick in that bladder
She wanna link up to my calendar (Woo)
I'ma go back and forth, I'm balancing
You wanna get that? Gotta work for this percs (Yeah, yeah)
I'm comin' in clutch, like I'm Steph Curr'(Yeah, yeah)
Nigga want beef, put him in the dirt (Psew)

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus]
Yeah, woah, damn
I'm gettin' high like a pilot
She off a perc, she fly to me (Yeah, woah)
She want me to spoil her, I treat that bitch like a daughter
I pull up in foreign whips, lil' nigga, this not a Charger (Yeah, Charger)
I think I fell in love with you, but she say she love me harder (Damn, woah)
Stackin' my money, it's taller
She wanna ride on this ladder
I put the dick in that bladder
She wanna link up to my calendar (Woo)
I'ma go back and forth, I'm balancing
You wanna get that? Gotta work for this percs (Yeah, yeah)
I'm comin' in clutch, like I'm Steph Curr' (Yeah, yeah)
Nigga want beef, put him in the dirt (Psew)