Pmr Lyrics
[Intro: Desiigner]
Ayy, yeah
So where I'm from, we get money, get p*ssy
That's it, hahaha
Bust that shit wide open
[Chorus: Desiigner]
I bust that p*ssy wide open, huh
I'm in the coupe, it's wide open, huh
Diamonds, they wet, super soakin', huh
I left my lean bottle open, huh
I left my pill bottle open, huh
She want the dick, leave it open, huh
I make a mill' in the mornin', huh
[Post-Chorus: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
It get bloody where I step
She like takin' Percocets (Yeah)
I like f*ckin' on thе jet, yeah
Skeeted on hеr then I left, yeah
f*ckin' bitches I just met, yeah
p*ssy, money, and respect, yeah
p*ssy, money, and respect, yeah
I beat that p*ssy to death
[Verse 1: Desiigner]
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Mason Margiela and Gucci, huh
I put that p*ssy in Louis, huh
I got a stick, Call of Duty, huh
Deadass, I'm killin' that booty, huh
She pop a pill, do a roofie, huh
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