Bait lyrics

by

Quality Control & Jordan Hollywood


[Intro]
Zeron
Yeah, Yaw
Easy money man
Ayy, who the f*ck is Narquise?

[Chorus]
I got racks (Racks), b*tch, that bait (Bait)
Me and three b*tches on a double date (Double, double, double)
Treat my b*tches like I do my Rollie face (Switch 'em up, up)
Send a b*tch and be away, but it's not a chase
Why would I lie? (Why?) Why would I lie? (Why?)
Forgiatos on a truck, the b*tch sit high (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
The pus*y good, but the head extra fire (Extra fire)
I'm in the kitchen with that biscuit, that's that fire (Bow, bow, bow)

[Verse 1]
Face car, would I clean my face?
After I f*ck then she gotta give me my space
4-4-2 my motor, you don't wanna race
I got all type of b*tches, different race
And they pretty, we go and get it, ain't leavin' no trace
She let me send the pack, I'm sleeping in her place
We go tit for tat and raise the murder rate
I want cake, I ain't talkin' funnel cake
I got racks, f*ck the bait, she can't help not to pass
Got some n*ggas wipe your nose and your ass, lil' n*gga
Tunnel vision, you ain't talkin' about them racks, go figure
Broke my pot, ran spot, crackin' the pan, no simmer
[Chorus]
I got racks (Racks), b*tch, that bait (Bait)
Me and three b*tches on a double date (Double, double, double)
Treat my b*tches like I do my Rollie face (Switch 'em up, up)
Send a b*tch and be away, but it's not a chase
Why would I lie? (Why?) Why would I lie? (Why?)
Forgiatos on a truck, the b*tch sit high (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
The pus*y good, but the head extra fire (Extra fire)
I'm in the kitchen with that biscuit, that's that fire (Bow, bow, bow)

[Verse 2]
Poppin' percs, that sh*t got me itchy, itchy, itchy
I want paper, that sh*t got me with the itchy fingers
My lil' buddy, he get ugly with his trigger finger
My lil' sl*tty, she like muddy when I'm diggin' deeper
Put these Percs on her tongue
Puttin' in work, then do a song
Make her squirt before I c*m
Paper route, no TomTom
I need bags, lump sum
Give me them racks, lump sum
Bet on a bag, stick got drums
I put up figures and count with thumbs

[Chorus]
I got racks (Racks), b*tch, that bait (Bait)
Me and three b*tches on a double date (Double, double, double)
Treat my b*tches like I do my Rollie face (Switch 'em up, up)
Send a b*tch and be away, but it's not a chase
Why would I lie? (Why?) Why would I lie? (Why?)
Forgiatos on a truck, the b*tch sit high (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
The pus*y good, but the head extra fire (Extra fire)
I'm in the kitchen with that biscuit, that's that fire (Bow, bow, bow)
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