Download Lagu Lord Musik - A Square - Appetizer (Original Mix)

Lirik A Square - Appetizer (Original Mix)

I'm a player nigga, wifey hate that
I don't rap cap, lil' nigga, I just state facts
I was just at Ruth's Chris and I ate crab
That was just a appetizer, nigga
Where that steak at?
All I do is gas, like, where the brakes at?

I just bought a Jesus piece, that's where my faith at
But it's not time to meet him, so I stay strapped
You just wanna live my life and you hate that
I don't fuck with snitch niggas 'cause I hate rattin'
I made a few hundred bands 'cause I stay trappin'

My right hand'll kill a nigga 'cause he stay active
I only fuck with bad bitches 'cause I'm attractive
Ayy, yeah, I'm fly, so she wanna fuck me
How many bands can I fit in this Louis duffy?
Ayy, pull up on me like a folded Huggie

Suck my dick then dip, but don't try to hug me
That's my bitch, but our lips don't make contact
I just beat the pussy up like Mortal Kombat
Runtz got some muscle, nigga, it's a strong pack
And I nutted on your name where the thong at
Lil' pussies like you, you get violated

Me, I'm in her mouth like a Now & Later
Lil' pussies like you, you get violated
Me, I'm in her mouth like a Now & Later
I'm a player nigga, wifey hate that
I don't rap cap, lil' nigga, I just state facts
I was just at Ruth's Chris and I ate crab

That was just a appetizer, nigga
Where that steak at?
All I do is gas, like, where the brakes at?
I just bought a Jesus piece, that's where my faith at
But it's not time to meet him so I stay strapped
You just wanna live my life and you hate that

Ayy, Alex Wang, Helmut Lang
Speaker Knockerz, I'm bumpin' Erika Kane
Clothes came from Italy, they used to belittle me
In love with with the money and I do mean it literally
Rappin' off a Perc', Maestro's dessert
Fuck her til' she squirt, got a Lil Uzi Vert
I'on't got a job but I do got that work

All these niggas copy but you know who did it first
My son only one eatin' lobster macaroni
Re-rock that rock and I sell it to jabronies
Niggas cap for pussy sayin' that they is my homie
I'on't need no help I can count it by my lonely
All by myself don't want rich want the wealth

Purple ass cut, man, that shit look like Welch's
You tried to run it up but you niggas look helpless
Purple ass cut, man, that shit look like Welch's
I'm a player nigga, wifey hate that
I don't rap cap, lil' nigga, I just state facts
I was just at Ruth's Chris and I ate crab

That was just a appetizer, nigga, where that steak at?
All I do is gas, like, where the brakes at?
I just bought a Jesus piece, that's where my faith at
But it's not time to meet him so I stay strapped
You just wanna live my life and you hate that