Young Chris - Butter текст песни

Put a rose out, we you roll out, uh
Shred the town up when them hoes out, yeah
Couple of VVS-es and the bankroll
She call her girlfriends, she can't roll!.
Put a rose out, we you roll out, uh
Shred the town up when them hoes out, yeah
Couple of VVS-es and the bankroll
She call her girlfriends, she can't roll!.

We got so much money, I don't fuck so many hoes
I haven't been through many cities, I haven't done so many shows
He don't flip so many blocks, he didn't say so many Os
See the crystal in my rocket, you get smelling in my clothes.
Bitch, I'm a D boy, I'mma hustle up
A boy ... I fuck with her
Fuck around, leave that club with her
Everything I love with her.
I can't love, I pop that pussy, give it back
Cause my homies put me off, she pop that pussy for some racks

Bitch, I'm about that white, put some butter on the streets
Benz outside, white, paint a butter on the seat.
Every time I'm stepping out, they say, 'see, the freshest is out!'
Twenty bottles on the way, tell them, 'clean my section out!'
I'm that nigga, bitch, I'm that nigga!
Oh, I ball!
Bitch I'm that nigga, bitch, I'm that nigga!
Tell them all!
I'm that nigga, bitch I'm that nigga
Oh I ball!
I'm that nigga, bitch, I'm that nigga
Bitch, I've got a nice crib, a hot wheel,
Hot bitch on high heels on some high heels
All she do is drink liquor, smoking, pop pills
She get her check and she blow it all on Fox hill
She got chills!

Man, I smoke so much weed
I didn't saw so many girls,
I didn't been through many Benz
I didn't been through many towns,
Yeah, I know so many girls on that park I came around
I didn't stuck so many chops,
With that glock I get it down, get it down!
Nigga, what?
Fucking chumps, I hit them up,
Man, I put this on my trunk, you niggas stun, I give it up!
Hit 'em up, put them down, trying to dodge a hundred rounds,
I got niggas from the town, put you niggas in the count
Yellow cashing out, pick that bitch above the ground
Put some vibe on that muffling if that nigga make a sound
Throw them down, all my life,.... butter all nigh
And we get that thing solved, and we cook it hard white

Bitch, I'm about that white, put some butter on the streets
Benz outside, white, paint a butter on the seat.
Every time I'm stepping out, they say, 'see, the freshest is out!'
Twenty bottles on the way, tell them, 'clean my section out!'
I'm that nigga, bitch, I'm that nigga!
Oh, I ball!
Bitch I'm that nigga, bitch, I'm that nigga!
Tell them all!
I'm that nigga, bitch I'm that nigga
Oh I ball!
I'm that nigga, bitch, I'm that nigga
Bitch, I've got a nice crib, a hot wheel,
Hot bitch on high heels on some high heels
All she do is drink liquor, smoking, pop pills
She get her check and she blow it all on Fox hill
She got chills!

Bitch, bitch, bitch
Shit!
Call a bitch!
It's my season, it's my turn!