Ya Boy - Frisbee lyrics

rate me

What’s trappin baby, where the molly at?

What’s trappin baby, where the molly at? Ha!

Hold up, hold up, wait a minute man

That bitch don’t look the same as a instagram

I need me a molly so I can see clear

White boy wasted, like I drink beer

She can tell by the bitch that I’m with that I get dough

I’m 6’ 1’’ but my money like 10’ 4”

All my mama money long like the bay bridge

We don’t say female, we just say bitch

Bad money I can fuck her for tonight and

If she don’t like the rocka then she don’t like men

She don’t wear louie bag, she don’t get money

Ain’t shit funny bitch come and strip for me

And I don’t love no hoe, for those of you that don’t know

In hollywood I’m so known

Fucked a couple videos bitches about the no ho

Your girl know I’m famous, that’s why she taking photos

[Hook]

You’re looking like a star girl you’re shining like vegas

Talking bout money, then you speaking my language

Let’s get it trappin

Money long, stay fresh, lil mama on, say bitch

And the 5th blowing big trees

Baby fine at a 10b, turn up

She already know what the lick be

So she just wanna ride me like a 10 speed

Where she at, coming back like a frisbee

I keep her coming back like a frisbee

Wassup, wassup, wassup

Hold up, wait a minute daddy

I swear that bitch ain’t looking like a twitter avi

Short center, wife beater like I’m in miami

Dick make her sing good, get that bitch a grammy

And I’m in the gym shooting like I’m trigger happy

I ain’t talking bar no bitch your nigga trappy

What’s happening, got the club trappin

Gave that bitch a molly but told her it was an aspirin

She said a nigga play for the 49’ers

Damn, bitch that nigga got you in the hinder

What the fuck you wearing bitch that ain’t designer

Type of hoe that sell a ...

I need a bad btich fresh out detention

Nigga you love her, you all in her ad mentions

I just wanna get head while I count hunneds

She will never go back, rocka outdone it

[Hook]

You’re looking like a star girl you’re shining like vegas

Talking bout money, then you speaking my language

Let’s get it trappin

Money long, stay fresh, lil mama on, say bitch

And the 5th blowing big trees

Baby fine at a 10b, turn up

She already know what the lick be

So she just wanna ride me like a 10 speed

Where she at, coming back like a frisbee

I keep her coming back like a frisbee

Wassup, wassup, wassup.