
Pablo! 22december (Ft. axaero)
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[Intro: 22december]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: 22december, Axaero]
Stepped out like Pablo, I came with them chops
I got bad bitches on me, she bounce on my cock
We gon' rage in the mosh pit, Glock not my chopstick
Goth bitch whippin' in a Rolls Royce, she toxic
Stepped out like Pablo, I came with them chops
I got bad bitches on me, she bounce on my cock
We gon' rage in the mosh pit, Glock not my chopstick
Goth bitch whippin' in a Rolls Royce (Ayy, ayy), she toxic
[Verse 1: Axaero]
Feel like I'm Pablo, I'm smokin' this dope
Can't trust a thot, no, I can't trust a ho
Yeah, that boy gon' get hit if he really want smoke
Spin 'round the block, see an opp, we gon' blow, ayy
I don't think that you really 'bout it
E-girls on my dick, 'cause they know that I'm clouted
You doin' better than me, I doubt it
Get me the bag, 'cause I can't live without it, ayy
Bitch, shake yo' hips, yeah, do your dance
No, I can't love a ho, I don't do romance
If you really wanna fuck, you should bring yo' friends, yeah
I need me a bad bitch till the summer ends, ayy
Me and 22 off a couple Xans
Got your shawty shakin' ass, yeah, she throw it back
New fit, oh, shit, spend a couple bands
Yeah, and I still feel like I'm Pablo, how I'm getting the grams
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: 22december, Axaero]
Stepped out like Pablo, I came with them chops
I got bad bitches on me, she bounce on my cock
We gon' rage in the mosh pit, Glock not my chopstick
Goth bitch whippin' in a Rolls Royce, she toxic
Stepped out like Pablo, I came with them chops
I got bad bitches on me, she bounce on my cock
We gon' rage in the mosh pit, Glock not my chopstick
Goth bitch whippin' in a Rolls Royce (Ayy, ayy), she toxic
[Verse 1: Axaero]
Feel like I'm Pablo, I'm smokin' this dope
Can't trust a thot, no, I can't trust a ho
Yeah, that boy gon' get hit if he really want smoke
Spin 'round the block, see an opp, we gon' blow, ayy
I don't think that you really 'bout it
E-girls on my dick, 'cause they know that I'm clouted
You doin' better than me, I doubt it
Get me the bag, 'cause I can't live without it, ayy
Bitch, shake yo' hips, yeah, do your dance
No, I can't love a ho, I don't do romance
If you really wanna fuck, you should bring yo' friends, yeah
I need me a bad bitch till the summer ends, ayy
Me and 22 off a couple Xans
Got your shawty shakin' ass, yeah, she throw it back
New fit, oh, shit, spend a couple bands
Yeah, and I still feel like I'm Pablo, how I'm getting the grams
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