Ape Boy lyrics

by

Xavier Wulf


[Intro]
Captain Crunch Presents
R-R-R-RXLVND

[Verse: Chris Travis]
f*ck wit my set, push yo sh*t back
Im in the front, you in the back
I got a knife, its on the strap
She got a friend, f*ck when she nap
Im from the south, f*ck bout a rap
Come to my house, won't make it out
These n*ggas hoes, running they mouth
Straight with these hoes, f*ck what they bout
These n*ggas wack, just want some clout
f*ck all this sh*t, where yo accounts
f*cking this b*tch, right on my couch
Ape on my draws, wit di*k in her mouth
Came out the M, made that sh*t out
I run up on him, knock his ass out
Now he ain't talking no sh*t from no app
pus*y ass n*gga you know that you child

I pull up on that b*tch and she a dub
Thought I was gon f*ck but she ain't budge
Fresh as f*ck like I slept in the tub
Molly circulate in her flesh
Gucci pink roses on my vest
I ain't have to answer for no sex
She just gave me top and then I left
Goyard on my belt, this sh*t is felt
Ima buy a choppa for some help
n*ggas can't even be themselves
b*tch thats why I'm mobbing to the death
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