Cheerios (Feat. Dior!)
Title | Cheerios (Feat. Dior!) |
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Artist | Lil Bam-Up |
Album | The Bam in the room |
Release Date | 2021-11-29 |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | [Verse 1: Lil Bam-up] Shout out jk wyling You know that brother be styling Popping shit in the morning and you know that he be vibbing My cock be so hard But my heart be so soft The way I be getting attacked I feel like I’m Lara Croft Triangle titties whatever way That i walk See me go by I know that they be gawking They be talking Hoping on that bitch And you know them faggots suck dick And you know we don’t run with them fools When we come up we bringing tools [Verse 2: digitaldior!] You know me and Desmond got [?] Me and Desmond in the building We whipping up some cheerios Milk and some cereal bad bitch from kerio Kiwi i need real shit I need tb's i need 2c's What the fuck is this new shit Probably smoking on nude pics Packing loud smoking dimonds I got pissed arround packing my diamonds Im smoking piss diamonds all arround Smoking kush you was smoking fool in the studio Me and desmond be smoking rolls up out the [?] That shit coolio we need a roll bro Ain't no bud but i got a new plug I got a new girl nike selling new tour Im shopping in that nike Pull up with the splash Splash in yo bitch i need all this shit You know me and Desmond whipping up whats inside of this Who the fuck is [?] Only time that i fear and i can't fucking hear Do you feel it now do you feel me now do you feel me now I got the plug standing back shoota feel me now I can't fucking pick up the phone cause that shit be wired I can't fucking pick up the phone cause that shit be loud And that shit is loud [?] And i can't fuck with the loud Palm tree maxo whip it please I got fucking green like maxo stacking up the heat And i got extended mags shoot her at her feet Got fetti clips pull up with the sticks [?] You might also like[Verse 3: Lil Bam-up] People tryna say my shit is wack But the fact is all of u lacking Yo bitch knows I’m packing Got her counting all the money I’m stacking Not capping Now I know by the way I act A lot of y’all wish I was acting Or the way I throw arround this cash Or the way I smoke up all this hash Lay back but keep ur feet off my dash Little bitch didn’t your daddy teach you any manners What you think that non of that matters Think all your meals come served up in platters Bitch when we out you ain’t getting no starters yuh Part of me thinks this so crazy But my side bitch over here feeling so hazey Of the the blunt we smoking I’m the usual just feeling lazy Just tryna chill and hot all these hoes tryna chase me Eating bowls of cheerios fucking all these silly hoes Smoking on them sb's but not no nikes You know we dont play arround When we hop out the whip kush cloud follows Pulling up and you know we shoot hollows No taking risks hitting all the licks You see off white tags on my kicks [outro: digitaldior!] Me and desmond in the plug no one know about this shit bruh |