Hit It - Aqualeo

— Acie High

Aqualeo

Time To Hit… the radio

Hey, i’m feelin' good and my brain is stuck

We just super winnin' and you losers can not hang wit us

Hey, I got that good watch me flame it up

You ain’t hangin' with us then the reason is you lame as fuck

Fill up that bags wit dat cash

I don’t feel bad nigga I’m bad

Bad bitch, bitch bad, bad bitch bad

Nigga don’t get mad, why you mad?

Heeeeey, what you thought Hoe?

You thought cuz I ain’t been on the scene that I lost hoe?

I know I said I would call when I got off hoe

But thinkin' bout' your roach ass make my dick soft hoe

Hey You (yeah you) you won’t never be shit (ain't shit)

But a fuck boy and a hater and thats it (thats god damn right)

I peel off in that foreign with that stick (scurt scurt)

Bad bitch and she foreign and on Dick (you god damn right)

Imma count, Imma brag, Imma floss all day, all night with no days off

No Flea market, no Target, no Marshalls and no Rose

If they demons and they sex no matter what it cost

One shot, two shot and now i’m seein' double

I was single before that but now we a couple

Switch scenes, your house, your tub, no bubbles

Suck titties, Lay dick, bust nut, no cuddle (hoe)