Surf

[Chorus: Yung Miami] Surf, bitch Pussy so wet, you can surf, bitch Do tricks on the dick like a circus I'm that bitch that got your main bitch lurkin’ Fuck me in the Ghost, closed curtains (Mustard on the beat, ho) [Post-Chorus: AzChike] Nerd bitch Where your wings, lil' bird bitch? Swerve, bitch We gon' fuck if you flirt, bitch I’m a thug, put this Glock in your skirt, bitch Skrrt, bitch A pimp, ballin' since birth, bitch, damn (Mustard on the beat, ho) [Verse 1: AzChike] Ayy, what he on? This work ain't here to stay Bitch, I'm trappin', get it gone Donkey bone, futuristic, bitch, I'm trappin' with them drones, ayy My nina with that freaky shit'll get you gone [Verse 2: King Combs] Double R, 400K, and that’s a wave Woke up with a chain on my neck, call me a slave House so big, these bitches call it a maze When I ran down on that bitch, she was amazed Like, "Bitch, what’s up with the what's up?" I relax on the jet, put my foot up Only niggas with cash fuck with us So wherever you from, throw your hood up If she bad, she get Chanel or somethin’ I'ma trap out, I fuck around and sell you somethin' And I'm trappin’ out of state, I can mail you somethin' And don't snitch, lil' baby, I can't tell you nothin', what? [Chorus: Yung Miami] Surf, bitch Pussy so wet, you can surf, bitch Do tricks on the dick like a circus I'm that bitch that got your main bitch lurkin' Fuck me in the Ghost, closed curtains [Post-Chorus: King Combs] Word, bitch I'm tryna see what I heard, bitch Twerk, bitch I put double C's on your purse, bitch Damn, and they know I'm the man I flew out your bitch, she came back with a tan [Verse 3: Yung Miami] Hold up, I'm not your baby mama (Period) Give a fuck 'bout them kids, Rolls Royce on the bridge Suck his dick in the backseat, lipstick ain't smudge I don't budge, if a bitch want smoke then it's up (What's up?) I am not the one (At all) Yeah, bitch, we don't send verses, we send hearses Big Chanel purses, this not immersive AmEx cost white, sign in cursive I want the big one Used to have a baby Glock, now I want the big one Never fuck with an average nigga, only rich ones When you have a sugar daddy, girl, you need to get one [Chorus: Yung Miami] Surf, bitch Pussy so wet, you can surf, bitch Do tricks on the dick like a circus I'm that bitch that got your main bitch lurkin' Fuck me in the Ghost, closed curtains [Post-Chorus: AzChike] Nerd bitch Where your wings, lil' bird bitch? Swerve, bitch We gon' fuck if you flirt, bitch I'm a thug, put this Glock in your skirt, bitch Skrrt, bitch A pimp, ballin' since birth, bitch, damn [Verse 4: Tee Grizzley] I ain't got no masters or five degrees Put I can pull out first when it's five degrees, ayy (Talk to 'em) I just flew a bitch in from the DR Million dollar nigga, still'll put you in the ER This AK got wood on it, nicknamed it tree bark She like, "Is your chain worth a car?" It's more like three cars Twerk, bitch, like you a stripper and this your work shift Boy, don't bring your bitch around the gang, she might get purchased I can't hit shit raw, you know that ain't gon' work, bitch I know your nigga broke just lookin' at your purse, bitch Why you tryna ride the wave knowin' you can't surf, bitch? Heard they want me dead, bet I get them niggas first, bitch In this bitch with King Combs, bitch go get your weave combed Bro a big ape and he'll tear shit up, he King Kong Stop comparin' me to all these dope fiends, nigga Don't let her see me while she woke 'cause I'm your ho dream, nigga, gang [Chorus: Yung Miami] Surf, bitch Pussy so wet, you can surf, bitch Do tricks on the dick like a circus I'm that bitch that got your main bitch lurkin' Fuck me in the Ghost, closed curtains [Post-Chorus: King Combs] Word, bitch I'm tryna see what I heard, bitch Twerk, bitch I put double C's on your purse, bitch Damn, and they know I'm the man I flew out your bitch, she came back with a tan