Catch a Hat (feat. Og Kindog) - Luh Drop

Niggas sendin' threats through a text message and shit Tryna send hoes to follow us And fuck on me and every one of my niggas Thought they set a nigga up Like a nigga just stupid or somethin' (haha) Ha Say bitch Them same fingers you used to type that shit, bitch (fah) Make sure (fah, fah) they be the same fingers That squeeze that bitch when you see me (bah) (Fah, bow) Bird business Up in that muhfuckin' stolo with a fuckin' cutter on me He's a no-show Send my partner to flip your ass To send your ass where you don't wanna go This bitch giving me dumb throat This bitch giving me dumb throat Catch that bitch, we gon' dump bro Rip on his ass and roll his bro Pussy-ass nigga don't know me We could go rack-for-rack 'cause I'm really rich Fuck all that lil' pussy shit and that silly shit, gon' catch a kill And the drank came sealed I could buy my deal (my deal) I don't got my Glock concealed (uh-uh) So you know it's hot in here (hot in here) She like how my watch appear (appear) See it through the rear-view mirror (view mirror) Tryna keep the snakes from 'round here ('round here) Most of the time, gone off pills Most of the time, I'm under the influence You know I talk that cheese real fluent (yeah) You know these racks, yeah, I'm pursuing (yeah, huh) This bird business, we never losin' (bird business) I'm with MBM murder gang (murder gang) And that AR came with a coolin' Remember that bitch called me her chooser Now that bitch callin' me zaddy Remember used to rock Caddies Now it's S560 4MATIC This Cartier getting old I think it's time to go Patek Keep me a fuckin' baddie Each got a fatty, clutchin' my plastic Money damn near elastic Check my fashion, Louis my fabrics (my fabric, yeah) Emilio Pucci my jacket Keep that ratchet part of my fashion (pucci, pop, huh) Cartier buff glasses (uh) Too much racks start madness (yeah) Up in that muhfuckin' stolo with a fuckin' cutter on me He's a no-show Send my partner to kill his ass To send his ass where you don't wanna go This bitch giving me dumb throat This bitch giving me dumb throat Catch that boy, we gon' dump bro Rip on his ass and roll his bro Pussy-ass nigga don't know me We could go rack-for-rack 'cause I'm really rich Fuck all that lil' pussy shit and that silly shit (go do a drill)

I got you Yea Yea Go grab a drink and yo friends This High Shit Fly Shit baby bout to do it again Go and hop in yo Benz This High Shit Fly Shit baby bout to do it again Every single Monday I say I'm never drinking Cuz I done fell in love like the last 7 weekends Catch a vibe catch a vibe catch a vibe Young ambitious Nigga don't take off not even weekends Finally caught a vibe just the vibe that I been needing Cuz I been hot headed, spent the summer fighting demons If I fall for you now, then blame it on the season Wait Yo aura, yo energy I know that we just met but feel I've known you for infinity We can't go to sleep, can't waste no time that you spend with me If you can't hit the weed, then I got just the remedy Mmmm We gone on psychedelics If you remember my name then get on top and spell it Ooh that flower pretty, come here let me smell it Nose all in yo rose, now let me kiss them tulips Think that imma break yo heart but I don't wanna lose this I wanna put you on a private jet or a cruise ship I wanna have some rugrats and get knots like Suzie Nickname you 1 12 cuz you my little cutie Every single Monday I say I'm never drinking Cuz I done fell in love like the last 7 weekends An every single Friday I hope it will be different Then sections get packed full of yellow bitches like the Simpsons Catch a vibe catch a vibe catch a vibe Eyes don't lie and yours say we both feel it No I'm not violent, but you make me want to kill it If You can't stay in Houston I'll be in yours in a minute