eugene Lyrics

0 to 100, got my guap, uh, wait yeah

0 to 100, got my guap up, yeah

0 to a, got my guap, ayy, yeah

0 to uh, got my guap up

I'm so last minute, always hit it, on the shot clock

Pants they so fitted, need to switch it, cause my guap up

Mini man, you a midget, oh, cannot top us

They say the sky the limit, that cannot stop us

I'm so high, out of space, backwood to the face

Slip on, no lace, baddie on me with no waist

With a toolie, gotta keep it by the waist

Ratatouille, take control, I make the way

Only time I been a lick, when a bitch had her mouth on my tip

My chop a lil' dirty, whore, you can tell by the way that it spit

Gymnast bitch hopped on, I said "what the fuck", when she hit a quick split

When I'm on that song, bitch, you know damn well that it's gonna hit

Hit, hit, hit, hit, hit, hit, hit

Cheque came in, that shit hit, hit, hit, hit

That boy got hit with a critical hit, hit, hit, hit

Bitch stay hitting on my phone, want me hit, hit, hit

No, I'm good, unless you a blunt

I keep shit blunt, straight to the point, I keep it blunt

Motherfuckers on façades, acting right up, like what you want

Do not mess up my lil' vibe, insomniac, bitch, I am up

Oh lil' switch it, switch it, switch it, switch it, switch

Switch the vibe, tone it down just a bit

I like diamonds, I like money, I like chicks

Double entendre, yeah, I like chicks and cheques

If you don't got aura and no bag, you won't get what I meant

Must admit that I be living bad cause all the drank I sip

Pretty sure them niggas just a fag, like get off of my tip

Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up,

These niggas they turn to pussy, I swear they be trans or something

Slither like a snake, oh we gon' rattle something

Bitch, you must be drunk off of the beer, like your name is Madison

Had to put it right up in her rear, that ass she handing some

Yeah, she handing that ass right over cause I'm handsome

You ain't my twin, probably my clone or my damn son

Want 70 milli, before the fall, like I'm Damson

Kuh, I'ma switch the flow

Kuh, I'ma switch the flow

Sound like a train, she say she want Jimmy Choo, choo-choo

I like counting money, I like counting blue

I just came from Mars, pulled up in UFO

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, I'm donewith this shit