Lightweight Lyrics - Thrillionaire - T. Mills

Go, go 

Can't nobody pimp me 

Neighbours home, I'm fuckin while they listenin' 

Black girls are siblings 

I got a thing for sisters, you with me? 

Yeah, I'm high as a bitch 

Took the sheets off the bed 

She ghost ride the dick 

And I really gotta ask, 

Is there flash on the camera 

'Cause your face from California 

But your ass from Atlanta, oh 

First time, she was gaspin forever 

Ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever 

Put it on your tongue, taste that 

And lemme get it from the back, take that 

And you ain't gotta be shy 

When the video leak 

You know the critics gon' rate that 

Yeah do that shit 

Said ya man hold it down, better move that shit, go 

Seven grams in a blunt 

It's lightweight 

Every day I double cup 

It's lightweight 

Your girl wanna fuck 

It's lightweight 

When you see me in the club, you might hate 

It's lightweight, lightweight 

It's lightweight, lightweight 

It's lightweight, lightweight 

It's lightweight, lightweight 

I'm having Sex in the City, Carrie Bradshaw 

Motherfucker, I see the same pussy your dad saw 

Yeah, I'm official like a gun and a badge drawn 

And gettin' paid while I fuck 'em with my vans on 

She eat a bitch like a luncheon 

But she a pro, she don't even need instruction 

Light another one before the blunt ends 

I want you, you want her, and your drunk friend 

I wake up with no pants on 

Ménage à trois in Paris 

Yeah, I had to get my France on 

And then I let her get her dance on 

She let me bust on her face when her man gone 

And she love to do gymnastics 

So I tell her to come over and we practice 

Yeah do that shit 

Said ya man hold you down, better move that shit, go 

Seven grams in a blunt 

It's lightweight 

Every day I double cup 

It's lightweight 

Your girl wanna fuck 

It's lightweight 

When you see me in the club, you might hate 

It's lightweight, lightweight 

It's lightweight, lightweight 

It's lightweight, lightweight 

It's lightweight, lightweight 

Pop a bottle, pop a bottle, pop a bottle, girl 

Pop a bottle, pop a bottle, pop a bottle, girl 

Where the money at? 

Hit the lotto, girl 

Where the money at? 

Hit the lotto, girl 

Pop a bottle, pop a bottle, pop a bottle, girl 

Pop a bottle, pop a bottle, pop a bottle, girl 

She a motherfuckin' ligthweight 

It's all motherfuckin' lightweight 

Seven grams in a blunt 

It's lightweight 

Every day I double cup 

It's lightweight 

Your girl wanna fuck 

It's lightweight 

When you see me in the club, you might hate 

It's lightweight, lightweight 

It's lightweight, lightweight 

It's lightweight, lightweight 

It's lightweight, lightweight